Trying to live life with sandy toes and laughter
Why is it that we don’t (or i don’t) realize how young we are until we get older? Last year, like every other year, I had a hard time turning 36. Thought it seemed older than I wanted to be. But now, on the cusp of another birthday 36 seems young. It’s always the last few days of being an age that I really appreciate that age and really don’t want to let it go : )
I was writing the age out to see if I could get used to it. First 36… then I tried on the 37.
I’m too young to be that old.