Birthday 29.
29. It's like being 1 all over again, and after all it is the loneliest number (1 that is). Days prior to turning 29 I started to rediscover myself and my thoughts about literally EVERYTHING. I went into complete discovery over relationships and creating theorems for different models. I went into redefining my eating habits to adopting a plant-based diet. I even took charge of publishing my book when Daniel's cousin decided he was going to continue to take his sweet ass time beyond 8+ months to get at least the damn cover drawn. There's so much I've been discovering about myself, and not too many to share it with.
I've been getting closer with one person individual. At times, I still have my guard up because I don't know what expectations we have of each other (yet). Sometimes I feel important, and other times I feel... like I'm a temporary prospect. Being pursued is definitely exhilarating and romantic, though I'm afraid he'll get board with me, eventually. I want to open up more to him, but I'm allowing him to set the path and guide me; I'm not interested in getting hurt again. It'll be interesting whenever I do meet him in person; I wonder how that will go. He recommended this cute and funny movie for me to watch called "The Little Hours". It was so fucking amazing, ha, literally!
You initially think that when you get older you get wiser too. I feel like I have, or at least I thought I was. There's so many working to deter my thought process due to inability to understand (me). I'm getting tired of it, to be plain. Like I said, it's like turning 1 all over again: new discoveries and the loneliest birthday to date. Happy Birthday to me.
0 comments