Lol random little thingy I remember from the other day.
Somebody asked me, “How old are you?”
Immediately I found myself thinking kind of hard like, “How old am I?” Like I was lightweight puzzled. It was tripping me out because how does one really forget how old they are? It doesn’t make sense. Internally I began to panic because I knew the longer I took to respond, the more it would look like I was lying so I just quit thinking and said the first thing that popped in my head.
I got ready to correct myself and add, “Well I’m really 24 but I’m about to turn 25…” but I stopped myself. Who really cares. The guy just wanted to make sure I was over 21 anyway.
Lol. I’m coming to grips with reality I suppose. I’m finally claiming 25…with open arms.