I wanted to write an elaborate note, detailing how the year has been and has not been and things like that. But then it’s already two days after my birthday and I haven’t said anything yet. I think way too much sometimes.
So I guess I should say it in the simplest way possible: Thank You.
To you people. For your greetings and thoughts and gifts and hugs. Especially the hugs.
And to the universe. For all the things that worked well. For all the things that didn’t work as planned. And for all the things that came afterwards. (Especially the things that came afterwards.)
The universe has remarkably odd ways of throwing pleasant surprises. And when they come, it is always worth the wait.
So I’m 28 now. And it’s probably just another piece of this huge puzzle we call Life. Another dot to connect the rest of my memories to.
Nevertheless I’m off to build my constellations. Open myself up to things unknown. And place bets. And be brave.