I remember adults used to tell me that school was the best times of their life in some ways, no responsibilities and just the simplicity of childhood that adulthood gradually steals. I used to think "REALLY? You're telling me it doesn't get any better than THIS?" This was not to say I thought my life was bad, it wasn't. I was just so uninspired and forced myself into these personas I wanted people to see, and to like. Waiting for something. Something out of the routine.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I remember genuinely thinking how awesome it will be when I'm 21 and feel like I belong in the person I am. I'm turning 23 and some days I still don't feel full, but most days I have never felt more comfortable inside. That's not to say I am living a comfortable life, my plans here don't usually extend more than a week and some days where I sleep that night might change in a day. But me as a human bean. It feels like I'm finally wearing shoes that fit.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Each year keeps rewarding me with experiences. I appreciate the jumble sale that is my life. Where somedays you'll find a whole bunch of things you don't much like, some days too messy you want to forget, but there are always those treasures you find when you look/work hard enough. And I feel like these days I'm collecting so many of my own treasures. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀So Hey 23! I'm feelin' ya!