Sunday, February 20, 2011

22.


                    Last Tuesday, I turned 22.
I rang in the new year of my life with my practicum class (nothing can beat receiving a birthday book filled with pages that say "I am glad you were born because"), then ate ice cream at work and celebrated with a paper crown made by one of my work kids. At school, we had a potluck and it was lovely.
22 is going to be the best year yet. I can feel it. It is already off to a great start. 22 is the year I'm going to New Orleans, 22 is the year I'm going to make an honest attempt to start living my life, start pushing the pieces together and make something for myself. 

22 is here and it's now and it's every single moment. and I'm excited to share it with each one of you.

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