The Social Porcupine

Well. Folks. I've hit a quarter of a century. And it feels quite pleasant.  Seriously. I don't remember ever feeling this happy around my birthday since... I was twelve? That's the last happy birthday I remember at least 🤣 I didn't even cry this year. Ah. You know how great that feeling is, to not even want to cry?  💛💚💛💚 I went hiking (ahem sauntering) with some dear friends. I didn't tell them it was my birthday. For some reason it gave me a kick to just silently, alone enjoy this mile-marker.  After a beautiful day, we went to get some food. Because of some random joke, a friend asked, "Did you recently have a birthday? Or what." "Well. Technically today is." I had a car full of packages (Amazon orders mostly) that I hadn't had time to open all week. So my friends jokingly snatched them, then handed them back. "Happy birthday!"  Then we went dancing. I've never enjoyed dancing so very much. I was v...

It's my twenty-third birthday today.  I've decided to write something less angsty than my posts from previous years.  (I mean, I'm not that angsty anymore, so yeah) Dreams are meant to be learned and lived, not kept inside your head What do you want? This question has always haunted me, especially when my brain isn't busy doing. Sometimes I'll answer myself. Normally I laugh at myself and start doing something again. What do I want? I want to live life. So, that's what I do. Who needs to know all the finer details? They get ironed out after time if you keep going forward. It's good to have goals (I have lots of those). But some desires are only fulfilled by not thinking and simply living fully. Who are you? I am Keturah, and that's defined by both what I do and think. And all of that has its bitter and sweet moments, sometimes at once. Mostly I laugh at the identity question. For a time it did bother me because society said I must know. B...

I turned twenty-two yesterday. I feel as if I've dropped twenty years these last couple months, if you are wondering if I feel any older. I believe I shall be Forever Young .  I have three words I love to over use in my writing. Mostly because I feel they describe my hopes and desires to a t . But. . . these words keep growing for me, in me. Encourage, Edify, Entertain I've changed a lot since . . . Forever ? Or have I changed . . . is it simply developing in the directions I've chosen despite what life has thrown at me? I have moved a lot. I have hated a lot (not saying this is good) . I have laughed a lot (this is mostly good . . . maybe not the times I laughed because of mean pranks I committed or to hide away the pain I truly felt ;b) . I have had a lot of friends ( yay!).  And I have lost a ton of friends ( not so yay) . I have said I'd never love. And then I loved way too much . . . only to have my heart broken. But, man, did I learn a lot thr...

So, I don't usually do birthday posts... But 21 is supposed to be a special age, so why not? On Monday I had my 21st birthday. To tell the truth I haven't been that excited about my birthday. I could care less about being 21 (it's supposed to be some sort of magic number???) The only ages I actually ever looked forward to growing up were 17 and 20. 17 because it was my golden birthday, and 20 because I would no longer be a teenager .  {I never liked being a teenager and being associated with the drama and stupidity of that age ;p} 17 was a good year. I started working many of my first jobs and started getting out more and experiencing life and what I wanted to do. It was a great year. 20 was (has been weird) . I mean, there's been a lot of good. But a lot of bad , too. I finally went in and got my driver's license. I was baptized :D Friendships were created and strengthened. I worked a lot, and I've seen my writing ...