Growing up comes in a package of big things and little things.

Big things such as househunting, for example. Signing tenancy agreements. Writing cheques. Using big, grown-up words like ‘deposits’.

Little things like- actually flossing your teeth everyday (go on, judge me…). Actually giving thought to the amount of cholesterol you consume after 3 days of eating lots of prawns. Eating oats, instead of a Snickers bar, for breakfast.

It’s a strange new world.

On another note, this is a very sweet little post.

Someday I would also like to be the idea of beautiful to someone who is my whole life. Getting there, however, is the hard part.