I think every person has a different opinion of turning 30 years old. If you aren’t there yet you have this idea of what it will be. You are either fearing it or you are so ready it can’t come quick enough. I am somewhere in the middle. I have just over 300 days until I enter into my 30’s and I plan on taking these last 300 days or so very seriously. I want them to count and I want them to prepare me for something so great.
I spent a lot of my 20’s sad or wishing of something that would never come. It’s good to dream of something greater than ourselves, but it’s better when you blindly step out into the world and let them ridicule you for your ideas that you have. I learned a lot during my 20’s. I would say I learned more of what not to do, but that is just as important.
I am going to do some crazy stuff. I am going to write more than I ever thought was possible. I am going to work hard and I am going to probably drink way too many cups of coffee. I don’t think I could ever give it up. Let’s be real, this is the best part about being an adult. Well that and the beer and wine and whiskey.
I will always be this kid who dreamt of sports and that being my whole world with a bucket of double bubble at my side. They say the future is female (rolls eyes), I believe the future is you and it is me. The future belongs to hard workers with kind hearts.
The technical countdown is 327 days until I am 30 years old. This seems like a whole lot of time, but I know if I blink it’ll be here.
I’ll be here watching the office and every soccer game I can find.