Life as of late has been a bit crazy. Within a week I had 6 people crash in my one bedroom apartment (it really wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be), went to ACL fest (had to do it at least once while living in Austin), celebrated my 27th birthday, and got tattoos with my siblings. It has been a whirlwind.
I had such a great time roaming around Austin with some amazing women and the sibs. It’s so inspiring to be around such motivated and loving people. I am so blessed to have these people in my life.
On Monday, I rang in year 27 of life by dropping all of my loved ones off at the airport. It wasn’t sad. I just felt grateful to spend any amount of time in their presence. I rounded out my day with an easy run around Town Lake and ended the night with a lovely dinner and jaunt to the highest point in Austin to look at the skyline. I didn’t even have cake but I wouldn't have changed a thing.
Now that I’m super old (wink, wink), I’ve had a few people ask what it feels like to be 27 and what I’m going to miss most about 26. Honestly, 27 doesn’t feel any different then 26. I'm not going to make up some epic speech about become the real me or anything like that. Let's be honest your birthday is just another day. I don’t think I care about my age anymore. Maybe I’m just too distracted by all the new and exciting things going on in my life to have time to care. Either way, I’m pumped to be another year older, happier and healthier then the last.
That’s all that matters, right?