Dear 23,
No… not Michael Jordan, but wouldn’t that be sweet for me to be writing him a letter? 23 is my age now. Remember when I thought 20 and 22 (apparently I didn’t turn 21, which is weird because I am pretty sure I did… no blog post about it though. Use your imagination people) were old? Awwkkkkward!
I am 23. But I still act like I am 12. Funny how that works. Birthday post to come in the very near future, which really means I don’t feel like loading up the pictures right now.
Love,
Deidre
