Saturday, May 14, 2011
This past weekend, I celebrated my 27th birthday. I'm not entirely sure why, but 27 scares me quite a bit. I never imagined myself living this long. Not that I predicted an early death, I just had no concept of what life should be like for someone in their late 20s. Now that I'm here, I have this overwhelming feeling like I don't measure up. I'm not entirely sure why I feel this way; none of my close friends have children, only a few of my friends are married, and I know I can't be the only person that wants something more. But here I am full of self doubt and trying to figure it all out.