A few days ago, I reached the last birthday that most people seem to look forward to: 25.
Kids look forward to finally being 10 (double digits), 13 (teenager), 16 (sweet 16), 18 (adult), 21 (US drinking age) and 25 (complete freedom or whatever).
The next major milestone is 30. I suppose I should now be formulating in my head my list of juvenile things to accomplish before 30. How depressing is that?
Now I have to start making lists of things Iwant to do before I reach a certain age instead of being like "I can't wait till I'm x years old."
Plus now the milestones become further and further apart. After 30 is 40, 50, 65 (retirement) and 75.
I feel pretty comfy and proud of all I've done over the past quarter century. Things are getting a bit murkier on the path that is my life now however.
I really have no clue what's next and that's what is most scary. Do I just work for 'the man' (although I'm currently pretty happy with that) until retirement (hopefully early) or are there a few more tricks up my sleeve?
2 comments:
The milestones may be further apart, but time will run faster.
Nevertheless, congratulations!
Woo hoo Jay's a man now :)
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