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Today is my birthday...

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Today is my birthday...

Little Lulu

Little Lulu

and I am 25-years-old. I feel both like I've done a lot in my life thus far, as well as nothing at all. I will always be that little curly-haired girl full of sass, who has something to say.

Today I am 25. I am the same: attracting snowflakes to my lashes; breathing in honey and mint tea--warm with fear. The wind is strong today. Is a change taking place? Not much time left, until this day is taken from me.

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Tomorrow is my birthday...

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Tomorrow is my birthday...

and I will be 24. This whole week has felt weird and awkward, like I'm in-between ages (which I am). I feel kind of indifferent about my inevitably soon birthday. I'm not yet fearing that I'm "too old" and I'm also not self-conscious about being "too young." Birthdays don't mean much to me anymore. They were much more fun when I was little. Sometimes I wish I were small again and didn't have to deal with "adult" things. Author Sandra Cisneros has a short story, "Eleven," about birthdays that I always think about when mine comes along. She says that we are not only our current age, but all the ages beneath as well.

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