I just spent my 22nd birthday in quarantine, and of course it felt a little weird (not that I would do much different anyway). every year I kind of reflect on how I grew that year.. but this year I was really thinking about this quarantine and thinking how very lucky and privileged that I’m even able to have a roof over my head right now. I am thankful for everyone fighting the pandemic at the frontlines. being thrown off a routine of uni, is hard but having a routine at all is a privilege. I’m just grateful for everything - friends and family and tutors - everyone who has been there for me and even those who haven’t. I guess I feel fortunate to be alive for another year. the first of the twenties is a really strange time, just really falling into the adult life.. where no one really knows what they’re doing but pretends they do? I don’t even pretend. but I’m trying and learning the best I can. I hope I can grow this year too and always be grateful and aware of the privileges I have. I’ll never take anything for granted..