Twenty - Eight

Yesterday was my birthday.  I turned 28....this is a weird age for me because back when I was 16 or younger and planning my life, 28 is when it all started.  I planned that I would be in school for about 10 years; I was going to get my phd in psychology.  Then get married, then children were to follow.  Strange how things change.

For the most part I love how things have turned out.  It is weird how completely different my plan was from the choices I made to get here. 

Honestly, this year and I think the last couple of years, my birthday has really depressed me.  I don't know why, I used to love my birthday.  I would count down from the beginning of December, I would celebrate my birth moment (2:10pm).  I am sure I was quite annoying. 

I am in a funk right now and I don't know why.  I am still processing things.