Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 26, which, to me seems quite old. I mean, not very old, because I know a lot of very amazing people who are 26 (and older!) but I sometimes I feel like I'm still 12 or 13 and 26 seems so far in the distance. 26 is an Adult. with a House. and a Career (and maybe even a Husband and Baby) but mostly it just seemed that by 26 I would know everything that I needed to know.
Naturally this is not the case. In fact, I sometimes think I was more confident about what I Knew when I was young (and if you can imagine, more bitter and jaded than I am today). When I was young I knew exactly what I was going to do with my life and how I was going to do it and now, I just try to remember to wear pants because the rest is just too overwhelming.
Tonight we went to dinner for a pre-birthday celebration and had delicious sushi with a glass of wine. Then our fortune cookies came (because apparently you get fortune cookies at all Asian restaurants now). And I opened my fortune cookie.
Nothing. No fortune (thankfully, there was no paper, had there been just a blank piece of paper I probably would have burst into tears).
I held up my fortune cookie in shock. The night before my birthday and no hint no premonition nothing to help me figure it Out.
It was pretty much the world saying, "Welp, you're 26 now. You're on your own."