My 26th birthday is tomorrow, December 4. I will be entering into the mid-to-late twenties bracket of life. I feel pretty good about it, actually. I’m only having a quarter-life crisis every other day, and I’m trying not to question what I’m even doing with my life more than once a week. I’m kidding…mostly. I am really very grateful for everything I’ve been able to accomplish in the past year, with this blog, travelling, and other miscellaneous personal accomplishments. However, I am eager to do more this year. Maybe not more in volume, but more in the sense that I’m taking steps to put myself on the path I actually want to be on. Last year, I made myself a list of 25 things I wanted to achieve, and I did pretty okay I think. I missed a couple of things, like “go camping”, (which I really wanted to do but couldn’t fit it in anywhere) and “Chicago Boat Tour” (no excuse for this one, it’s literally just a CTA bus ride away), but I also accomplished more than I thought I would. I checked off “get published” with my short story in Sheriff Nottingham Holiday Harold, I went on my first ever solo road trip to North Carolina, I saw a concert I never would have picked for myself (aka – Metallic at Lollapalooza), and I got the opportunity to go to China for work. This year, the list is 26 items long of course, and I fully intend on completing each and every task on this one. After all, now that I’ve written about here, I’m holding
myself accountable to finish it. This year I want to write more fiction and more on travel, I want to go on more trips (even if they’re little ones), I want to read more, I want to do a cross-country Amtrak trip, learn French (Bonjour!) and so many other things. I’m hoping this will be a big year (though, I do say that every year…) and I promise to keep this little ol’ blog updated through it all.
In the immortal words of the Doors, “the time to hesitate is through”.
Cheers to 26!