Crazy? Possibly…
Cue Crazy by Ceelo Green
Another year around the sun, but this time I’m THIRTY-HEAVEN…ahem, I mean Thirty-seven and well…I’m literally waiting for the crazy to show up.
Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE MY BIRTHDAY!!! Workday aside, I spent my day in a beautiful place, with beautiful people welcoming in my new year! Oh no folks, birthdays are meant to be celebrated, and I did just that - but there’s a small piece of me that had been dreading this day since I realized a pattern a few years ago.
37 YEAR OLDS ARE BAT SHIT CRAZY
Stay with me here, I’m being serious! Every single person that I’ve known during their 37th year has been a whole loon. Like, I’ve seen displays some of the most irrational, illogical, irresponsible adulting during peoples 37th year of life, and well - it’s just a cause for concern. (I literally watched one try to by an almost $3000 LV bag cause she was sad…not a problem on the surface, but she hadn’t even paid her rent yet. MA’AM!!!)
More than ever before I find myself hyper aware of my words, reactions, and thoughts as I look for areas of potential crazy to snuff out. Introspection and stillness have become my friend as I’ve spent the past few months creating time for intentional meditation and quiet. I am constantly taking internal inventory and trying to make sure I don’t start loosing all my marbles.
Jokingly, I’d been telling MyFriendNikki (like APimpNamedSlickback, please say the whole thing LOL) that I was going to spend my 37th year discovering myself away from all those I love because I would hate to do any of the harm that I’ve seen people cause. Interestingly enough, I’m starting my 37th year 8000 miles away from everyone I love. Sometimes it’s bittersweet when the Universe only does one part of what you speak into existence, but the Powerball people still haven’t called me.
ANYWAY
On this 12th day of August in small town in the south a Sharee was born…coming off of an elevator…and I’ve been making the grandest of entrances since. I’m looking forward to all the amazing lessons this next rotation around the sun has to teach me, and I’m grateful for those who’ll let me know when I’m being a little nuts!