summer has been all sorts of fun. visitors, upcoming visitors, and finally, turning 26. i've never been one to make a big fuss about a bday, and i still won't, but something about 26 makes me feel...old. yes, it's not per se, but shit, i'm not in that "mid" stage anymore of my twenties. i've definitely accomplished many things at 25, but maybe i'm dreading turning another year older because i haven't set any goals for myself this year. i have a little over a week to brainstorm.
is it sad to say i've lost more trust in people in recent months? i wonder if ny has somewhat toughened me in terms of letting people in and how much they need to know. maybe it just needs to be a facade until otherwise noted...i'll keep people at a distance because it takes more time and effort to explain how i operate.
to what will probably be another scorching month...and i haven't even gotten any darker yet. psh.
