Twenty trips around the sun.
This is the first birthday that I have rolled out of bed and actually felt something different in the air. There was finally a “Why yes I do” moment to the ubiquitous birthday question of “Do you feel older today?” I think it’s because I know that somehow I had crossed over. All my life I have been obsessed with adolescence– I always knew that teenagers sparkled because they knew something children hadn’t learned yet, and what adults always end up forgetting.
But, I promised myself when I woke up that I would continue to max out every colorful emotion, and to not let myself shut down just because I am supposed to act differently now that I’ve lost the “teenager” from my title. I want to still get out of bed every morning remembering that I am passionate about the life I live and the people who are in it. Now enough of me trying to explain my feelings about growing up… here are some fun carnival photos from Coney Island featuring cotton candy, the Wonder Wheel, and Nathan’s… and also some flowers, a Roaring Twenties (how fitting) Gatsby-themed jazz club, and running from the rain with Magnolia Bakery bags.