30

30, it feels a lot like turning 18. You can feel the milestone. The essence of it - it's weight & maturity... and also it's cluelessness. Where do I go from here?

It's funny. I woke up this morning at the precise time I was born 8:18am; and I knew it was just going to be another day. Another day of waking up & being one day older than I was the day before that. It wasn't magical or glittery. I wasn't hiding from it or depressed. I just accepted it.

So here's what I'm thinking. I'm going to continue to pay off my debt. Fix my car. Read more ( I have too many books sitting on the shelf just waiting for me.). Work on my projects. Eat better. Be more active. And just breathe & work towards my goals of being a better me! Happy 30th to ME!!!