September 5

Last night I was reading old journals when I got the idea.

I went back to my room, to the same bedroom I've had since I was 12, and stared up at the ceiling in the dark and waited for myself to turn 25. 

Today is day one, mere hours into my 25th birthday, which I feel like is supposed to be something great and grand but that also makes me nervous and stay up til nearly midnight looking at all my old notebooks and thinking about the past.

Goals for 25 (They will probably comically change as I go on):

• Let go of mental baggage so I can dance before the Lord
• Finish my novel
• Keep this document
• Prayer more, harder, joyful-er 
• Smile

25-year-old Erin signing off.