Half Past Twenties

Whether you’re already in the quarter-life crisis or still waiting for the time to come, the pieces inside this book can give a glimpse of what it feels like. It is being a baby and wondering if you’re gonna be someone’s baby. It is having cute crushes and seeing friends getting married. It is wanting to buy childish things but also having to pay taxes. It is the duality of being both a kid and an adult. The first half of our twenties is in the past and the second one starts to reveal itself. Find your struggle and joy inside this book. Enjoy the ride! ****** "Now I’m hearing silence so loud inside the bedroom I face updates from people inside the tiny screens graduating, traveling, soft-launching oversharing, working, living and though I sometimes do the same it feels like we no longer share the same universe Do you hear that? It’s the sound of your leaking tears dripping and forming echoes you wish other people don’t catch Because isn’t being twenty-somethings are supposed to be fun and reckless and free-spirited and dumb and everything else but being still. stagnant. and stuck. And again I hear the questions who built a tent in my head Does end of day means midnight or 5 PM? Why did my friends scroll Instagram when I’m talking? Was that a date? Or was that just a meet-up? Why don’t my parents ask where I’m going? I still don’t know the answers but I can hear new questions hammering nails to mark their place inside my mind And that is my phone. Ringing. People are calling. Actually updating me not from IG stories. Asking my opinions on things. Talking about future plans. Wondering about could-bes. Laughing. Crying as if they’re in a crisis. As if we’re in a crisis. Because we actually are in one. Half of our twenties were wasted and half of it is still ahead of us. Half of our twenties are in the past and half of it starts to reveal itself. Perhaps we still have the last half to make up every nonsense we did. And maybe one day, we’re no longer the not quite enough soul. we will become whole."