It’s two hours until I turn 28 years old.
Bittersweet thoughts run through my head filling me with this urge to ponder my next steps in life. This feels like a very grown up thing to do. Thinking, planning, and making decisions. Adult right here.
Fuck that. My Aunt just flew in and brought me fresh parathas directly from India. I am going to heat them up and get some butter.
This is how Shaan does it.
I was born.
Going to turn 26.
Kind of a weird, fun, awesome, confusing, ridiculous time that I can’t wait to share with my family and friends.
Past few months have been trying and awkward, yet surprisingly awesome and benificial. My cousins, and friends are all coming out tomorrow, and I am deeply greatful to have these people in my life.
I look forward to the next 26 years with all of them.
You all fucking rock my world!