Tuesday, January 21, 2014
My last day of being 21.
I've always lived in the future. I remember being a little kid and thinking "when I'm 22 I'll be like this...." and list of all the things I wanted to be. Tomorrow on the 22nd of January, I turn 22 and I'm so different and so far off the person eight-year-old me wanted to be.
For years I just thought if I wanted it enough it would happen - that the universe would somehow hand it to me but lately I've realised that it was wishful thinking and that I have to take steps to make it happen.
One of my biggest dreams is to move back to Sydney - we left when I was 8 years old but it still feels like home. For some reason I haven't made it back there yet, but now I'm actively saving money so I can make my dream a reality in 2015. Another thing I really want to do is experience more things - I want to do typical things people to when they're in their twenties - I want to make mistakes, get my heart broken, find myself and so much more.
Here's to finally being 22.