It's official, I'm 30. I'm done with the twenties. Do I feel older? Not really! Is it a milestone? Kind of... Do I wish I were still a twenty-something? Hell no!!!
The twenties were a terrible time. They were a time where you learned how to distinguish between bullshit and reality. Unfortunately, this comes at the expense of experience.
I'm GLAD that I'm finally 30. I envision my thirties as being distinguished and mature... not like the 20's. I see the 30's as being more relaxed and comfortable. I see the 30's as being more happy.
So, were my 20's unhappy? Not particularly. I just get frustrated at situations where things don't go the way they should... And my 20's were exactly that way.
And it's funny that I should even feel that way. I mean my whole philosophy of life is to be just different enough to be individual... but not so different that I'm "weird". I like to have people expect something of me, and then give them something different. I thrive on slight unpredictability.
So, here's hoping that my 30's will provide me with stability and happiness!! Here's hoping that I can find (and seek?) the same out of others!! Here's hoping that "it'll always end up alright" isn't a motto of consolation, but a reality. And, here's hoping that the little things remain little, just to make the big things seem more appreciated!
Thank GOD I'm not 29 anymore!
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