Oh, hello again. It's me.

If you ask me what I have come to do in this world... I will tell you I am here to live my life out loud.
-Emile Zola

Come November, I will be 27 years old. For me, that is a scary thought. For you, maybe not so much. But in any case I have decided that this is the year to start living my life out loud. And not just in my writing. Socially, personally, and at school too.

I watch these kids every day and I think about how it seems so close to me, like I was just here myself. How did this happen? I'm sure every one of you reading this has felt something similar at some point, some kind of quarter-life crisis. Of course, no one ever tells you how they deal with it, and in fact, I am not going to either because... well, frankly, it would bore you. And that's not what I'm here to do.

Suffice it to say that I will be making some changes and reinforcing some of the better aspects of year 26. Maybe you'll notice, maybe you won't... but it's all about growth, right? Or something like that.

Look at me, with all this adult talk... Damn you, adultdom!