Who takes stock early in a new year? Me, Myself, I, Moi, Emi, Mi.
We are a few weeks into the New Year, but it seems the shadow of 2020 is still here trailing me wherever I turn. Maybe it’s because I’m doing this quite late, and I guess I’m the first person to take stocks in a new year (the first I’ve seen anyway)
January 2021 is gradually chipping away, and for a year that started with #500, a healthy body, soul, mind, and a grateful heart as opening stock, I’ve already featured in a few emotions which I can’t say I didn’t expect. It has always been like that, and sometimes I’m a big sack of emotions just sitting there and brooding. I’m back to eating from my mom’s purse, not like I stopped before, but it just feels so great knowing you’re responsible for some of your expenses.
Cheers to everyone hustling it out without any helping hand, y’all are the real MVP’s.
It was so difficult choosing a title for this blog. I wanted to show everything. I wanted you to feel everything I felt while writing this. I wanted something like “Taking stocks,” but I couldn’t shake off “looking up to 25,” “anticipating 25,” “Did you feel these jitters before your 25th birthday?” I analyzed all these topics to know why each one popped into my mind, and it looks like my coming birthday has me all riled up. But I trust any title I go with, as long as I can share my thoughts. Another topic just crept in “Do you have a manual for 25?” I think I can now say I’m pretty riled up about this birthday and it’s a first.
It seems this is going to be a long post- I have a lot to say.
Back to where I started from, I’m back to depending on my mom for almost everything, this is exactly how 2020 started- with a lot of uncertainty, and mild depression- but before I moved on from January I made my first dollar. It was just the one, but I was excited. I moved from the one and I created a stable stream of income for myself. But now it seems all my streams of income has dried up. Sometimes, I’m like “holy shit! Will I survive this?” yeah 2020 started like that, and yeah again, I still sank into depression, and crawling out wasn’t easy, I had to conjure my inner badger mole (from avatar the last Airbender season 2, the first earthbenders?)
I felt everything in 2020. Lost a friend, kissed someone I liked only to find out it ain’t mutual (we are still friends, but we are falling apart.) 2021 started with me bonding with someone new and I’m not sure if it’s happening on her side of things, but I know I’m growing fond of her. To me, it’s like a testament to the great things ahead, but I’m still confused about how to ask her for more.
Back to being 25. The thought ruffles me up every time I think about it and, to be honest, it’s knocked me out a few times. I’ve never been one to look forward to my birthday, 2020 changed that and I started looking forward to it. I think about this now and I don’t think it’s the age riling me up, maybe it’s the expectations I have for myself causing this. One of such expectations is financial stability— I want to be able to get things when I need them amidst other things. I’ve always been on my guard about matters of the heart, but the urge of having a girlfriend has increased and 2021 didn’t spare anytime in bringing this up again, it’s just been popping in and out of my head.
2021 started on a very good note. There was a get together with old friends and it was really wonderful, we hadn’t seen each other for over 7 years. It felt good to connect again and those pictures are from the hangout. It’s nice to just sprinkle some nice pictures into this blog.
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I think this is a very good way to end this. Till I come your way again.
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