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I haven't written anything for quite some time and I think in some ways I felt I'd said everything I needed to say but this reflective piece has been brewing for quite a while and it's taken me a bit of time to decide what it is I want to say.  So this is the year I turned 37. An age startling enough that it continues to surprise me as someone who feels they are likely to be outed any day now as a teenager hiding in an adult body ( 15 going on 37) faking being a grown up and hoping to not be found out.  This is also the year I've had the most adventures. I branched out on my own and spent a good year making excuses before finally getting off my ass and renewing my passport and I've been making up for lost time since then. I've been away for a week to Wexford, to Edinburgh, to Switzerland, to Killarney, Amsterdam and in a few days to Galway. All of those trips bar one have been solo adventures and there's something great about heading off by myself wi