I’m turning seventeen today. It’s about one in the morning, and I’m listening to country music on YouTube. I’m wearing my pajamas and I’m under a big blanket–it’s not cold outside in the slightest, nor am I feverish. I’m not running from the past and I’m not chasing the future. I’m not reflecting on the past year or speculating on the next few. I’m right here in this very moment.
And in this moment, I’m okay.