1/4 of a Life

"There's no map to human behavior"

- Bjork

I might as well just say it... it's my birthday today. I'm 25. I can officially start my quarter-life crisis. Maybe I will get another dog or two... start changing my wardrobe and hair... maybe I'll even leave town and start someplace new... who knows?

BUT

I doubt it. :) (Whew says the mother who might one day read this)

I doubt all of this and many more simply because, at this point in time, I'm actually rather content wih the life I'm currently living. Sure, I wish SOME things were different, but honestly, don't we all? The thing is, though, that those things don't ultimately matter or mean that much to me. They are on my mind and occassionally will cause me some concern but this birthday is one of the first that I've had in a long time where I was ultimately content.

Sure, I wish more of my friends had been available to come celebrate in downtown San Jose with me (Woohoo! Singlebarrel!) ... but the companions I was with made it wonderful just the same. And the others??? Well, I received their well wishes through texts and Facebook posts, so that was perfect by me.

At the end of day, I seriously believe my 25th birthday was one of the best, particularly because it was so simple and perfectly attuned to the way my life is now. I truly hope and believe that the greatness of this day will determine my 25th year in this world. Perhaps this will be my year...

the year of me.... hehe, how conceited does THAT sound?

Maybe this will be the year where I will be able to learn more about myself and delve deeper into my insights and thoughts... something that I really never have time for, it seems, which is total LIES :)

Maybe I will be able to find out a little bit more about my purpose (Yea, I know Avenue Q) at this quarter point of my life stage. I don't want to be in true crisis mode because, at this point, I've never been more strong or more confident in my body, myself, and my mind. I'm more connected I've ever been to what makes me... well, me. My creative juices flow more freely and I feel that no one can tell me who or what I am like they used to because I can say "You're WRONG" and believe it.

It's taken 25% of my life but, hey, better late than never!

This year will be just like this day... full of all the corny positivity, comfort, and... wait for it... yes... love.

Yay! Pour some wine because I just got cheesey.

:) Peace