27. It does sound a lot older. But I am definitely ready for it. And I love the fact that I asked a number of people out last weekend how old they thought I was, and the oldest response that I got was 24. I love birthdays - not only for the attention, but because I always sit down and really think about the things that have happened in my life the prior year.
This year was a fantastic one - I graduated from an Ivy League school, found a great job, ran a ten-mile race, moved across the country, Penn State won the Orange Bowl, The Steelers won the superbowl....I LOVED 26. So many accomplishments. But I am even more excited for 27. I don't know why, but I think that good things are going to happen. I can just feel it.
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