The Big 2-6 Creeping Up On Me

Monday is my birthday, but I don’t feel any older. I’m not sure what I think 26 should feel like…maybe a Zach Braff movie?

I never planned on coming back to Hawaii after college. It wasn’t my dream–theEx sort of bullied me into it when she decided on going to law school in Hawaii even though she also got accepted to an equally ranked school in San Fran (where I actually wanted to live). Now that we’ve broken up, I am no longer obligated to stay in Hawaii, but now there are new strings to keep me here. I’ve had to re-think my lifeplan when I moved back here and now I’ve had to re-think my finances since theEx left me in our apartment that I can’t afford.

Maybe because of all of these things, 26 feels strange. I feel really young for how heavy this number feels, like I should be more grounded by now.

By the way, did I tell you, the Hot Mess finally called me.Happy early birthday, me!

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