33 to 34. A year in review.
Well shit, I’m 34 now. It sucks but it’s also cool. It’s cool because for the first time in my life I feel excellent. I’m in a good place with a good job and excellent friends.
Last year at this time I was laid off, had no direction and didn’t know what I was doing. This year I’m sitting in a nice place and being pretty much content.
I guess this past year has taught me to never settle. Always take some chances and go for it. The feeling of accomplishment when things are achieved is unprecedented. I can only hope that 34 to 35 will be even better.
Anyway, that’s all I got. I’m going to try to not get as fucked up in recent weeks so I can go on a tirade about shit.
L8z.