Happy 23rd birthday to me~

I remember when I thought turning 18 was a big deal, followed by the HOLY SHIT I'M 20 NOW. 

At 23, these emotions pass me by. It's like oh, I'm another year older. I don't have strong emotions towards it, but I do find a weird sense of pleasure by seeing the number for my age here increase. I'm sure that pleasure will desist once I'm 30, but I'm not thinking about being that age yet. 

It's weird; I have an intense death phobia, yet I still find it fun when I grow older. Maybe it's the celebrating part that's fun?? Or the fact with each age I'm more mature than the last? I think both play a part honestly.

My plans? I'm going to do laundry, followed by going to my Dad's for a bit before heading to Chinese with him and a friend of mine. Should be fun.

Even though this day is average for most, I hope you all have a good day regardless.

~ Kai xoxo