twenty three

I haven't yet had my moment to reflect on my 22nd year yet. Today I start the 23rd and it started with a major hang over. Ironically enough I find it rather sobering. I find that my mind is pretty clear of major distractions and deep down the simple truth under all the chaos is:

I survived.

I am deeply thankful for everyone in my life. My birthday isn't so much about my life, but all the lives of those around me that shape who I have become. I am no island and I am deeply intertwined with all the energies around me. I only exist in conjuction with the rest of life. We're all one and my birthday was the point in which I joined the party.

All the tears, heartbreaks, celebrations, breakdowns, epiphanies, secrets, flaws, all of it I want to celebrate today. It's all imperfect and it's perfect.

There is still so much to learn.