22

   As anyone who knows me well will attest to, I have an unreasonable fear of getting old. It weirds me out that I'm an adult now with things like bills and my own house. While I'm sure this is not all that unusual, and probably a complex issue, I believe that it all stems from a Sex and the City episode I saw a few years ago where Samantha dates an older man. Long story short, I've been scarred ever since. It's not as though I spend my days dreading aging, but I definitely have a fear of missing out, and the older I get, the faster each year seems to go by (again, any grown person will also tell you this, so I don't know why it's such a revelation to me). I don't want to wake up one day and realize that suddenly I missed out on being young, like I've seen with so many older people in my life. I read a fun article about being a 'grown up' earlier today that made me feel better, and reminded me that, despite the fact that I am now in my 20s (when did that happen?) and have all these responsibilities and such, there are a lot of great things that come along with getting older. I am also really enjoying the age that I'm currently at. The roundabout reason for this rant is that today one of my best friends turned 22. Birthdays remind me of the inevitable. Anyway, we went out and celebrated and had a great time.  It was a really casual birthday, because not very many people are back in town yet (we live in a college town, and it's still technically Christmas break, so our friends are still with their families. lame), but it was super fun and we baked cookies and I put a candle in one of them and sang her happy birthday.

My eyes are so squinty :/