The nearer I got to my 24th birthday the more I felt like curling up and hiding under a rock or becoming Dr. Who's girlfriend traveling through time and space. Which is not something I feel particularly interested in analyzing at the moment and had little to do with a fear of aging and wrinkles. I'm excited for wrinkles, I think they're pretty.
Instead I had a day of dear friends and family showing up to spend the day with me. No curling and no rocks and no who's, just feeling loved, which was what I needed more than I knew.
Thanks.
01 June 2011
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