It is nearing the end of the year, but most importantly it’s my birthday. Another trip around the sun, another year older and another year wiser, maybe.
You know what you see a lot of towards the end of the year? Lists!
So here’s another one for you; 22 things I learned before 23.
22 was not great to me, if I'm being honest. It was miserable and sometimes also magical, just like that Taylor Swift song said it would be. I started my 22nd year sleeping in tunnels during a 10 hour layover in the Houston airport, so I guess that should’ve been a red flag. But I ended it with the best family and friends a girl could have. So, in the end, I guess it wasn't all bad.
It wasn’t a glamorous year but it was a learning year. Here’s to 23.