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It’s Upon Me

When I woke up this morning, my first thought was that I'm going to be in my 20s for only 11 more hours. I will admit it was a strange thought.

Socially constructed fear over aging sucks but I don't think I'm afraid of aging. I'm more freaked out over the fact that I don't feel that I've done anything of note up to this point in my life. So I have to do something. What it is going to be, I'm not sure. But it has to be something big. I want to affect life. I want to affect people. And I want to be effected. I have been. I am the very lucky recipient of numerous amazing friendships on both coasts of the U.S. and I am very thankful for it. And I'm thankful for my interest in continuing to get more out of life. So that's where I am as I embark on 30. During the last year, I have gotten to know myself a lot. It's been a strange ride. The last month and a half has been the most significant and I'm still raw from the experience. This is all I can write about now. Maybe I'll try to get to a computer a little later.

Tonight is Othello at the park. I'm looking forward to it. Ok, this is going nowhere else, so I'm going to go eat a calzone.