I've spoken to a few friends about this, but occasionally on a Sunday afternoon I feel compelled to just sit at my laptop and either work, relax or write a pensive blog post with Bon Iver's rendition of 'Can't Make You Love Me / Nick of Time' on constant repeat, in a blissful loop of feel-good vibes.
Today is my birthday, and although it's not been particularly eventful, I've enjoyed it. I had friends round last night for a buffet party and drinks, and it was so lovely to see the people I deem to be closest to my heart in the same room together. It does warm my heart when I know that the people around me are here to celebrate me and my life, however selfish that sounds. What was so nice, secondary of course to seeing my lovely friends, was receiving birthday gifts from them. They were unexpected and the gift choices were so thoughtful - most completely matching my personality. It's times like this when you know if your friends know your personality well enough.
What with celebrating my birthday on the last day of March, on Easter Sunday and turning the clocks forward and losing an hour's sleep, I am pretty exhausted. However, I shall be travelling back to St Andrews tomorrow to continue working towards that long-term goal of getting a degree. I've also got a revision study plan prepared, in the naive hope that I'll get that started soon, but we'll see about that! Priorities first: celebrating my birthday with uni friends, of course.
What I love about my life is the two extremes I often experience. One day I can just chill out, vegetating in my room all day, continually watching all six seasons of Lost on a never-ending spiral (yes, my life has become Lostocentric as anybody who has been in a two-mile radius of me in the past couple of months will know!) Then another day I can be out and about checking off the countless things on my to-do list, socialising at various events and then kicking off my party heels and collapsing into my bed (more often than not with a half-eaten Dervish by my side - ah, uni problems).
So what I'm getting at is - as my friend Matty not so kindly pointed out - I may be halfway to 40 years old, but I've still got loads of wonderful exciting things ahead of me, and I might not really know the path I'm yet to take, but it certainly won't be a boring one!
Cheers to twenty years, and I hope whoever you are, and however you know me, and whether you celebrate it or not, I hope you've had a lovely Easter Sunday.
Love, as always,
Steph.
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