Adulthood.
Feeling wistful. Between the wedding, San Diego, and Japan, the past year feels like a blur. And time seems to be going faster and faster – I hear that happens as you age. Sucks. Remember when the summers lasted for lifetimes? Now I can blink away entire weeks if I don’t concentrate on being “present in the moment”.
I miss having grass. I’m trying to talk jon into moving to a townhouse when we get back to Seattle. He’s trying to talk me into buying a condo.
Also, this summed up my day yesterday. I love that everything I’ll ever feel has already been described in a web cartoon:
