I am now an adult. My student loan and tax return has been dumped into my bank account, and this afternoon, after totally missing my meeting with L, I bought a blazer and white shirt for special occasions. Also, I've taken a liking to wearing jackets of this calibre. Buying the items, in a mall no less, has reminded me once again that I have turned into an adult. This is not a terrifying notion. The slow physical decline doesn't seize me with paralyzing anxiety, more like my self is winding down like the last, slow bars of a tune spilling out of wind-up music box.

I have some work to do tonight, but I really need to catch up with friends, especially the ones I haven't talked to in ages.