I’m turning 23 next week. what the actual fuck. when did I become an adult? does this mean I’ll be in my mid-20’s? is that even a thing? I won’t be leaving this place (if all goes well) until I’m 28. which means I’m basically spending my 20’s here. doing math. getting my mind fucked on a daily basis. I don’t know why I’m semi freaking out. I suppose it’s because up until now “spending 6 years in grad school” wasn’t something I was actually doing, it was just something I was starting. as in, on the verge of. but now I’m about done with my first year, I’m almost a full year out of college, I’m almost the age at which grad school is fucking with my mind. at least I have five more years of sleeping in some, staying up late always, getting drunk in the middle of the afternoon on someone else’s dime, and a lifetime of pursing my passion.