This day marks the 26th year from when my mama swooped me into this blue planet. I know, I've crossed it—that line between the early and the late twenties. I expected it to suck and for me to feel panicked, but I actually feel triumphant (cue evil laugh) about it. It feels like a new season, with new adventures of course!
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Hello, I'm Ira.
There are three things that have become constant in my life so far: my love for taking photos, my penchant for traveling, and my utter need for writing. Welcome to my little notebook of dreams and daydreams.