Last week was my eighteenth birthday.
It's weird, everyone asking how it feels like being legal now and everything, and I just think, not that different actually, I've been working my way and growing into eighteen since the day I turned seventeen.
It's not like suddenly when you wake up on the morning of your birthday your a year older. Anyway it was quite quiet I suppose for an eighteenth birthday party, just some family gathered to eat cake and have tea.
I've never been one to like birthday parties. An introvert at heart, birthday's are just a whole lot of unordinary attention.
Other than that I must confess the view from where I sit has been rather grey. Work has occupied my days and catching up on my social media has taken up my evenings! It's been rather sad no doubt!
I can't wait for this stage in my life to be over and yet I dread moving on. I long for all the freedom and experiences of travel and building my own life, but I'm scared.
I hope this year I can regroup and really focus on my intentions, for after all nothing worth having comes easily, at some point you just need to take a leap of faith.
When I started High School my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see it for miles.
Now there is a bend in it.
I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.