Sunday, May 4, 2014  Things I want(ed) to do before turning 25
Birthdays make me feel a bit numb. I am not old enough to hate
them (yet), I do not relish having lots of attention being paid
to me in a very concentrated period of time, and they kind of go
against something at the very core of my being, which is rather
hard to explain but just trust me on this. Also, in good
Maritimer tradition I am a chronic "you too!"-er. ("Have a good
day!" "You too!" / "See you later!" "You too!" / "Happy
birthday!" "You t- auuuughh.") Birthdays are not very big in my
family and I've had a hard time explaining to friends that the
"no, really, it's okay" line is not modesty, but no, really.
It's okay.  Despite all this, I pay a lot of attention to years
and what I can accomplish in them and I find it much easier to
decide what I want to do in vibrant May (swing dance! change the
world!) than dreary January (screw everything! wear sweatpants!)
When I was 20 I made a "five year plan" full of concrete goals
with steps and dead