On the rest of my life.

November 18, 2022

I think some years are destined to stay in our minds forever

These are the years when our bones ache from growing. These are the years when you lose everything and gain it back. These are the years when you come so close to the edge that your toes hang over.

These are the years where your friends catch your fall, and you return the favour. These are the years of adventure and risk-taking and joy-creating. These are the years where you blink and find yourself deeply in love again, with people and places. These are the years when you learn to love differently.

For most of my life, I couldn’t picture myself past the age of 30. I look forward to life now. I know that my ability to survive lives deep inside my soul. I have one year left, in New York City, until the rest of my life begins.

I’ve never been more ready for anything.