Turning 21

For weeks the day has loomed ever closer and now, in just a few hours (~3 hours to midnight) I'll turn 21. Although I was born at 6.05 pm on the 31st, it is called birth-DAY.

Turning 21

It doesn't feel any different from turning 20, at least not physically. I suppose mentally, it does feel somewhat different. Who am I kidding? It does feel a hell lot different. Turning 20 was in itself a big turning point - it marked the end of an era of being a teen and I got a new first digit after a decade. Turning 21 will be an even bigger turning point. 

21. The first mark that you're "officially" an adult. 

21. The legal age all over the world for pretty much everything. 

21. I'll no longer get away with half the things I would have otherwise been able to before, not when the world expects a level of calm maturity of someone that's 21 (or one would think so anyway).

21. It hasn't really sank in yet. Somehow, I never quite imagine myself at 21. It seems somewhat surreal. I still can't quite imagine myself 21 even now. From this side of the room, it looks like a mighty big number.

21. Twenty one. T.W.E.N.T.Y. O.N.E. - S.U.R.R.E.A.L.

Just like the turn of a new year, at the turn of a new age, I can only hope that it'll be a good next 365 days - that's as good a birthday wish as any.

I wonder what 21 has in store for me.

"Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest" (Larry Lorenzoni)