Today I am 25.

I think I’m now allowed to have my quarter life crisis, but I’m pretty sure I’ve been having dilemmas and catastrophes on and off my whole life and therefore should keep myself together. Plus, who can have a crisis when there’s beautiful fall weather outside? I love, love, love fall weather. And fall in the south is wonderful. As long as my birthday continues to be in October, I won’t have an age crisis.