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I’m a few hours and minutes and seconds away from adding a year to my relatively irrelevant age and I contemplate the complexities of such a small number. Nineteen. Legally an adult, but not nearly ready to enter the world on my own. I cannot even fathom braving the hallways of horrendous high school or supporting myself and being on time for my insurance all while balancing a career I’m stuck in the middle of this whirlwind of emotions and numbers and candles and time and homework and paychecks and everything else that comes with the titles of student and teenager and adult and employee. It’s minutes before I can blow out the candles on eighteen but I also extinguish another bit of dependence. *August 10, 2014 9:13:43 PM*
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
Another Year, Another Birthday
I’m a few hours and minutes and seconds away from adding a year to my relatively irrelevant age and I contemplate the complexities of such a small number. Nineteen. Legally an adult, but not nearly ready to enter the world on my own. I cannot even fathom braving the hallways of horrendous high school or supporting myself and being on time for my insurance all while balancing a career I’m stuck in the middle of this whirlwind of emotions and numbers and candles and time and homework and paychecks and everything else that comes with the titles of student and teenager and adult and employee. It’s minutes before I can blow out the candles on eighteen but I also extinguish another bit of dependence. *August 10, 2014 9:13:43 PM*
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
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