I’ve been 24 for a day now.
So far, being 24 hasn’t been how I expected it to be. So far, I’ve eaten my first whole lobster and a lot of sweets and cake – and that pretty much sums it up. I feel all grown up and a child at the same time; like I’m at the top of my game but stuck at the bottom of the pile. I genuinely thought I’d be a spy, or travelling the world or something else wildly exciting. Turns out it’s just like being 23.