Navy Taxi.

Take your time, love, because you don't have to rush.  'Cause it's your life and it's no one else's, sweetheart - don't let them put you in a box.

- "Navy Taxi" by Kate Nash

I'm in Lubbock, in a hotel room.

The hotel room of my nearly-married cousin, to be more specific.

I can't believe someone that I feel close to is getting married.

But here's the thing: it's actually two someones, because my long-time friend from elementary/middle/high school/present times is also getting married, in a little over a month.

It just reminds me that I'm growing up, and along with the twelvepointsevenmillion other reminders that I feel like I'm getting, it just feels a little overwhelming.  

I know I'm not doing it alone, I know that.

It's just a little hard to come in contact with so many people who seem to not even be close to alone.

But as my good friend Lily says - 

"God is great.  Coffee is good.  People are crazy."

Love,

Tara.