It’s hard to believe today is the last day of September already. How did that happen? (Don’t say, “One day at a time.”) I was filling in my October calendar yesterday, and I was amazed by how busy I’ll be in the approaching month. There are so many birthdays coming up (mine included), and I have some sort of social event happening in each of the weekends. As for this weekend, I’ll be on the other side of the state, attending a wedding for a family friend. Yay for getting out of my hometown bubble for two days? (At least I won’t be the one driving.)
And once October is over, I’ll have NaNoWriMo consuming my life in November. Then it’s all the holiday preparation and celebration in December. So basically the rest of 2019 should fly past me in a blur.
I started reading TWO DARK REIGNS by Kendare Blake a little over a week ago. Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten as far into it as I’d like to be. (I’ve only read 121 pages.) I was hoping to finish that book and start/finish another book before November hits. I’m either going to have to pick up the pace or I’ll be cutting it close with whichever novel I choose to read next. Because we all know I won’t have time to read with all the writing I’ll be squeezing into every space of free time I’ll have in November.
Also, in case you didn’t know, my taste in music is quite eclectic. It definitely showed in the past two weeks as I’ve been obsessing with two musicians/bands. The first one is (Sandy) Alex G’s latest album House of Sugar. My top five songs would be: Hope, Southern Sky, Gretel, Taking, and Sugar. I also discovered For King & Country, so I’ve been slowly going through their songs. So far, my favorites have been: God Only Knows (especially the Echosmith version), pioneers, amen, and Shoulders.
In slightly other news, if you can recall, the beginning part of September didn’t treat me very kindly. I’m doing better now, even if I feel like my mindset has been in a strange place lately. I’ve been thinking a lot about age and life milestones, which I guess it’s weird. And it’s not just because I’ll be a year older soon. My new bible study of the year just launched, and I was surprised by how many young girls joined my group. Like, there are now three 20-year-olds and a 21-year-old. You should have seen their eyes widen when one of the leaders admitted that she was 28. Granted, she looks a lot younger (in fact, she got mistaken for her 18-year-old sister last month), but I sat there thinking, “Um, I’m only a year behind her. How’d I get to be one of the older ones now?” That 28-year-old also just got engaged two weeks ago, and even though I’m most definitely single, I’m nowhere near the idea of wanting to tie the knot. I’m still trying to get some sort career of the ground, people!
I realize that everyone grows and matures at different rates, but I don’t think it’s ever more noticeable than in your twenties. And right now, I’m in an odd place where I’m not sure which crowd I truly belong in.
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