
A wise woman once told me It doesn’t matter how old you are All that matters is how you feel. I have been reading my old journals lately. I am not who I used to be But the memories remain on The surface of my being. I had a lot of strong feelings. I love reading the passion I had for the Ordinary, unextraordinary moments. I spent a lot of this decade grappling With who I was as a teen and how Those defining years shaped me into who I am now. All the good, the bad, The no good, very bad moments Explored in messy handwriting. I don’t feel the way I did In my early or even mid-twenties. But I do at the same time too. I thought 30 was going to feel older Than is does. I have heard many different stories From people who have entered their 30s About how they felt about closing one Decade and starting the next. Some felt a lot of anxiety or panic, Feeling like they’re not where they thought They would be. Others felt the weight of Pressure from their 20s lift off of them Once they hit 30. They learned to care more For themselves and less for other people. Some felt totally the same, Just more settled in who they are As humans. I am a mix of all these Feelings, all of these big emotions.