A fresh start

August is drawing to a close, in the next hour or so actually, and I find myself growing up an awful lot. I'm fine with that. I love to spend time with the people who love me, and who inspire me to be a better person; to be the person I was created to be. It used to be that I spent time with the people who made me forget about all of the stuff I was hating on until another time when I'd explode, and it would be ugly. I feel like since I turned 23, I've changed so much for the better that all the hurt I felt before about stuff has just been pushed out. It's gone. 

Now for another year to begin, I'll be 24 next week and I'm so ready to see how much more I can grow.