Saturn returned to bite me in the ass.
“The Saturn Return is an astrological phenomenon that occurs at the ages of 27-30, 58-60, 86-88, etc., coinciding with the time it takes the planet Saturn to make one orbit around the sun. It is believed by astrologers that as Saturn “returns” to the degree occupied at the time of birth—approximately every 29.5 years—a person crosses over a major threshold and into the next stage of life. With the first Saturn Return, a person leaves youth behind and enters adulthood. With the second Return, maturity. And the third and usually final Return, a person enters wise old age.”
Major threshold, eh? Leaving youth behind, you say?
In early January, I turn 28.
My face thinks I’m 15 or 50. It depends where you’re looking.
My hair thinks I’m… well, however old you have to be to go gray with confidence.
In other words, shit’s getting weird up in here.
At the Duane Reade this weekend, I discovered that no one makes a moisturizer that treats a lady’s wrinkles and her zits. So here I am (again), internet, to gripe about being me. I plan to be at times saucy, at times thoughtful, and always at least somewhat entertaining, if a little broken out and dry. Depending on where you look.