twentythree

So, one year older.
Now I have to remember to say/write 23 when somebody asks for my age. It always takes a while to get used to it. It's the same after New Years, I always forget that it's a new year.
Nowadays I always have to think about how old I am. I think I stopped caring about my birthday after my 19th birthday. That was the year I moved away from home, I think that's one reason. When you are young you always count the days to your birthday and write a long list what presents you would like. Now it's just another day. Since I'm at home in Stockholm and my family I'll get a little bit celebrated, with some food and cheesecake (don't really like the regular cakes, love cheesecake!).
Now I'm gonna continue with my packing.