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I turned 32 yesterday. Henry Rollins, Jerry Springer, Peter Tork, Peter Hook, and Prince Michael Jackson also celebrated another year of their lives. I'm incredibly happy to say that my life in the 30s is shaping to be much better than my life in the 20s.

I was 22 going on 23 when I graduated college. So much of life was a big series of question marks then. These days, there are still plenty of question marks, but I think I have a better handle on them. I think about plenty of possibilities instead of assuming the worst and thinking there aren't any.

I think things really boil down to how view your life instead of defining it by age. I don't think I ever set myself to achieve a goal by x-amount of years. Merely living life and not letting life go completely down the tubes, you can accomplish plenty.

There are people that I've known (before and now) who, with age, give more and more up on life. The longer the life, the less satisfying. What's the use since it's not getting any better? They choose to make their walls higher, more impenetrable, and closer in. Maybe I listened to too much of the advice of Kermit the Frog, Petula Clark, and Hot Water Music, but that's not the road I want to go down.

So that's why I don't feel old or dread hitting 40 in eight years. I like to joke about being an old soul, but it can be hard to gauge when I'm deadpanning a joke or being serious. Changes are brewing in a good way and I don't need a fortune cookie to remind me of that. Amazing what happens when you don't give up on life.

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Eric said…
Happy belated Birthday. I missed it. You're old now like me. :)

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