Had a fucken weird realization. I don’t really think in terms of age… I do sometimes, it’s a marker… it can be fun and useful in certain contexts.. anyway… Sam helped me figure out that I’m actually 23 years old. We had to do the math together, I was so bewildered. I thought I was 22 for the last few months. And now I feel strange and outta touch. And it’s also hilarious and I love myself for making my belly laugh like that! ♥
Then!: a friend sent me this link about pre-colonial conception of time in the Philippines! O lordy! Much better.