thoughts on my bday

I turn 29 years old today.

I find myself at a loss for words on how to describe being 29 and so close to 30, the “dreaded” age. At a loss, maybe because I’ve accepted this reality, and I am actually at peace. I feel a certain stillness and quiet (which hopefully will not turn out to be “the calm before the storm”). Unlike last year when I turned 28, I felt as though a rebellion was erupting in my head. Constantly restless, perennially stressed, and in denial. I couldn’t take it. Maybe that’s the reason why I wanted to go away, to be with myself again, to be in a new place.

Now that I’ve had 6 months to be “alone”, I think I found the peace I was looking for. Now, I can look forward to the rest of the year, and yes, to being 30, with a little less fear, and a little more anticipation and even excitement.

Let the good times roll!