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Today I enter the final year of my twenties, turning 29 years of age. The last few weeks I've been reflecting on how to get my shit together, and the prospect seems overwhelming. Money currently ain't a thang, but I have no plan for 5, 10, 20 years from now. My hobbies revolve solely around a computer, and the only thing I know how to cook is spaghetti. I lead a disorganized life in a small apartment, something I feel condemned to continue. Other issues nettle, like health (much improved due to floorball and dragon boat) and sleep schedule (closely related to my so-called diet), so over the coming weeks and months I'm doing a complete assessment of my life as I live it presently and coming up with at least the outlines of the next 30 years.
Where do I want to be? What do I want to do? What should I do? Whom do I want to spend my time with? What's that goddamn beeping noise? These questions and more I'll be asking myself. And my friends, annoying them surely. Some of them have it together in my view, so I'm not about to let this social network I've developed over the years go to waste. But first lunch (you guessed it, left-over spaghetti), then off to buy a new notebook to make it seem like I'm starting over. Because that's what it feels like.
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Robin H. Johnson (not verified)
Sun, 2007-07-29 12:22
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Heya, happy birthday. I
Richard
Sun, 2007-07-29 15:22
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I've had days like that,
Stewart Marshall (not verified)
Sun, 2007-07-29 21:27
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Hey Happy Birthday Big
Karen (not verified)
Sat, 2007-08-04 13:00
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I think the best advice is a
Richard
Wed, 2007-08-08 17:06
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Stewart: I want at the very