A garden of broken friendships reminds you you survived

Today I am 25 years old. I'm feeling pretty blah about this birthday and I can't quite put my finger on why. I think it's kinda because I feel old. Like 25 is when you should have your stuff together and a "life plan" figured out. I don't feel like I have stuff figured out at all.

Anyway, I swear I will have a post in the near future with actual stuff that crafty people would be interested in as opposed to random posts about nothing.

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead

I'm fine actually. Just busy! For now read this. I wrote it myself! Pretty impressive huh?? I'll be back later this week. I promise!