15

Time is such a human concept.

Only humans would come up with such a restricting and rigid system that they hang over their own heads, causing fear and dread as more of it goes on.

But, as emo as I can try to be about it, it is quite the marvellous invention and has gone through generations of fine-tuning to come up with and I am so thankful for that.

Because now, I can say I’m 16! Almost. Just 7 hours, 8 minutes and 26 seconds to go.

It’s quite the odd realisation because I vividly remember being 10, and being ecstatic at the thought of this age whilst being depressed that it was so far away. Well, I’m here now and if I could go back and tell my 10-year-old self the verdict, it would be that she’s completely right! Childhood sucks and depending on adults is even worse. Independence certainly is like what I imagine any addictive drug to be, once you get a little, you want more!

It is, as all things are, bittersweet because I am growing up. My youth is disappearing and the agility of my bones with it. I come closer and closer to the end of this human experience.

I am so content and grateful with everything and am so excited for everything! Almost everything. Fingers crossed that WW3 won’t start anytime soon

In one year, 7 hours, 1 minute and 5 seconds, I’ll be the Dancing Queen!