Cozy Space with Cherry.

Photo by pexels.com I was having a random conversation with some of the guys the other day, and I asked how 2025 has been like for them. You’d think I’d get the usual answers like it's been good, fine, busy, I'm grateful. Nope, everyone just sighed. One person said 2025 has been eye-opening. Another said they’d lost a part of themselves. Someone else said they’re just waiting for the year to end because it’s been too much. But the comment that really stuck with me was, "This is the year I realized I’m actually an adult. And it’s not just fun and games anymore.” That one hit me deep. Because that’s exactly it! We all kind of blinked and realized Oh crap, this is it. The thing we used to rush toward ADULTHOOD is here. And it’s confusing and exhausting.  You think it’s going to be late nights, independence, ice cream, and cereal for dinner. But somehow it’s budgeting, overthinking, questioning your purpose, and trying not to cry while doing laundry. Oh, and not to forget CRAS...