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Turns out I still want the exact same things I wan Turns out I still want the exact same things I wanted at 14 😂

The older I get, the more I realise the things that make me feel most like myself are the exact same things I loved at 14/15.

Making playlists. Romanticising everything. Having niche little obsessions. Wanting to disappear into a book or a TV show. Caring deeply about aesthetics and music and how spaces feel. Wanting excitement and comfort at the same time.

I think I spent a lot of my 20s trying to become more sensible, more productive, more “grown up”.

And now I’m in my mid-30s, with two kids, basically trying to find my way back to the girl who felt things deeply and wasn’t embarrassed about it yet.

Follow along for the ride 🤍
Adult me is just teenage me without the burnout. Adult me is just teenage me without the burnout. 

The older I get, the more I realise the things that make me feel most like myself are the exact same things I loved at 14/15.

Making playlists. Romanticising everything. Having niche little obsessions. Wanting to disappear into a book or a TV show. Caring deeply about aesthetics and music and how spaces feel. Wanting excitement and comfort at the same time.

I think I spent a lot of my 20s trying to become more sensible, more productive, more “grown up”.

And now I’m in my mid-30s, wit two kids, basically trying to find my way back to the girl who felt things deeply and wasn’t embarrassed about it yet.

Follow along for the ride 🤍
Turns out I still want the exact same things I wan Turns out I still want the exact same things I wanted at 14. 

The older I get, the more I realise the things that make me feel most like myself are the exact same things I loved at 14/15.

Making playlists. Romanticising everything. Having niche little obsessions. Wanting to disappear into a book or a TV show. Caring deeply about aesthetics and music and how spaces feel. Wanting excitement and comfort at the same time.

I think I spent a lot of my 20s trying to become more sensible, more productive, more “grown up”.

And now I’m in my mid-30s, wit two kids, basically trying to find my way back to the girl who felt things deeply and wasn’t embarrassed about it yet.

Follow along for the ride 🤍
Teenage me was a vibe, actually. The older I get, Teenage me was a vibe, actually.

The older I get, the more I realise the things that make me feel most like myself are the exact same things I loved at 14/15.

Making playlists. Romanticising everything. Having niche little obsessions. Wanting to disappear into a book or a TV show. Caring deeply about aesthetics and music and how spaces feel. Wanting excitement and comfort at the same time.

I think I spent a lot of my 20s trying to become more sensible, more productive, more “grown up”.

And now I’m in my mid-30s, wit two kids, basically trying to find my way back to the girl who felt things deeply and wasn’t embarrassed about it yet.

Follow along for the ride 🤍

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