30, huh?
So, today’s my birthday – as some people have pointed out by sending best wishes.
I’ve been asked a few times if I “feel old”. Not really. I’m just me. I’m the same person I was yesterday. Just because this is the anniversary of my birth doesn’t mean my general opinion of myself and how I act is going to change in any meaningful way. It’s not like I just turned 18 or 21 where there’s a real material benefit associated with those ages.
I think people are just fascinated with it because we have a weird fixation on zeros in our base-10 lives.
The question to ask me is “Are you happy?” – and age shouldn’t be a factor in that question for all intensive purposes. The answer, by the way, is yes. Without hesitation, I’m really happy with my life – who I am, who I’m with, what I’m doing, etc. The only thing I have to complain about is the temperature of the air – which I try not to let get to me as much as possible. But if there’s really only ONE thing that is less than ideal, then I’m doing a hell of a lot better than most people.
If you can’t answer that question with a similar answer, get moving. Be happy with your life and don’t wait to improve it.
In the meantime, you can always feel free to buy me stuff. I hear charity makes people feel good… and I want people to feel good.