21

21 is the century I live in, the age of convenience and technology. 21 is the years I've lived, 21 is the number of days I struggle to get by. 21, my time as a student is up, 21 the "legal" age. 21, the year I've loved with all I had, and 21 it is that I've lost.

21 centuries man walked on earth in a civilized manner, 21 years since my family named me Joy. 21 days I try to smile and live up to my name, 21 hours in seven parts of the 24 that makes up a day. 21 minutes gone by as I sit here remembering the meaning of my very own name. 21 seconds I ponder over time, existence, love, friendship, family, beauty and me.

21 is the number of centuries, years, hours, minutes and seconds ticking by. 21 I am, and 21 I will not be soon.

Sometimes 21 feels like forever, sometimes 21 feels like it's only yesterday that I started at zero.

Today, 21 feels like an eternity, if I even know how long eternity is.