t w e n t y f i v e & a l i v e
Well I started writing this the day after my 25th birthday, upon emerging from the rose beach bubble that was my day. I stopped because I couldn't find anything nice to say about the year I just left behind -- and you know they say about not having anything nice to say.
24 was one of those "in-between years." For todays purposes I'll just say it happened, and that's about all that happened. But right now this is the most I'm going to write about the past 376 days, because it's Thursday so I'm keeping things light.
Kisses to you, twenty five. We're going to get along just fine.