27.

Normally I do a birthday post with some song lyrics but I'll be damned if I can find anything about turning 27. So here's a short piece of a poem that I really like, which more or less captures how I'm feeling these days,

When I think of a landscape I am thinking of a time.
When I talk of taking a trip I mean forever.
I could say: those mountains have a meaning
but further than that I could not say.

To do something very common, in my own way.

-Adrienne Rich, "A Valediction Forbidding Mourning"