My brother Eric (the wise one), offered up some sage advice on my last birthday.
"You’re 13 now, that sort of steppingstone age towards independent thinking. It could be like a new beginning for you, or at least a time when you begin to assess your life, think about why you are here, what’s your purpose.”
Words to ponder indeed. I suppose my purpose cannot simply be to seek out the attentions of one Joe Basketball, to secure that first teenage kiss, to melt into those brown saucers that one calls eyes and never return. No, my purpose is beyond this.
However, for now, I don't mind forging a path to that first real kiss.