a day into 24.
I am 24. I have gotten older. “Are you feeling 24?” I thought this change was the same As previous September 19ths. It was the first time without dad. It was the first year not singing hbd. It was the first year without a cake, so I bought myself 2 slices from Paris Baguette. It was broken but not at the same time. It was the first year I celebrated with just my brother. It was the first time I had shabu shabu. It was the first time I played with laser guns, and laughed like I was 10 It was the first time I didn’t feel like it didn’t matter, because there were people who made it matter. From encouraging me to stay up to 12am From wishing me happy birthday, to mouthing it over and over on our video chats. to keeping me company when I was alone in this small office room on the 19th. These bittersweet feelings are what I want to remember... Ah, so this is what 24 feels like.
