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I was reading my old blog and saw this post, written in January, 2003:

Nothing better

If I could feel just one emotion for the rest of my life, it would be anticipation. Running across the airport with your rolling suitcase, going on a blind date, opening a new CD, falling in love, sticking your tongue out to taste Nepalese snow. Standing in line to ride the biggest fucking roller coaster in the world.

Five years later I feel like I took this mantra too much to heart. I hate missing flights, dating, and don’t even own CD’s anymore. Two years ago, my 20-year-old cousin Sara and I were at the OC fair and she wanted to go on a ride. I was like, “ehh…”

She looked at me in shock and was like, “Oh my GOD, Lille! You’re OLD!”