Life is different and exciting. I’ve finally turned twenty-three. I’ll pretend, in my mind, that I know all the secrets of the world and can indefinitely take care of myself. But, as all of those older than me already know, I will look back in a handful of years and find the ignorance of my youth amusing. Yet, I cannot help but state that I am the happiest that I have been in years. I’m not concerned with what is going to happen years from now. I’m concerned with how I’m going to get up and go to work in a few hours. That’s how it should be—especially since the birds are already chirping outside with the rising sun.
I’ve been writing music almost every day. I feel inspired. I’ve been playing guitar every day. I feel accomplished. I’m rarely home and am hanging out with people, being social. I feel happy. Life can be good, and it is. Simplicity at its finest.