twenty three and free

I had a strange but beautiful birthday this last friday.

The day consisted of strawberries on sourdough, an awfully incredible art museum that stole my heart, a planetarium, mint limeade and watermelon at a farmers market and of course being in good company.

I feel like twenty three is a weird age, I feel weird, but at the same I have this sneaking suspicion that it's going to be one of my favorite ages.