Can you still remember those days, on specific dates we'd be so eager to count and even mention,
"Oh, I'm 19 today! Tee hee!"
Aging was delightful and getting older was cool.
You could do things that you couldn't back when you're 15 or 17.
You get to live on your own and do whatever you wanted to. Almost.
Officially by March this year, I turned 23.
And I have no job. Yet.
Counting the growing number is not fun anymore.