Paris in Four Months


Turning 23

Peonies in the rain Yesterday was officially my last day as a 22-year-old and today I'm becoming another year older. I wish I could say that I didn't mind this raging process, but I do. Just a little bit though. It's not really about getting older, it's more about wanting to do so many things and feeling as though time is going by way too fast. The last year has been one of the best ones in my life so far, if not the best and I can't wait to see what my 23rd year has in store for me. I can only hope it will be as happy, fulfilling and exciting as this one.

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