If there’s anything I’ve learnt in my 27.99 years of living, it’s that there’s never a dull moment. Never. It’s taken me a while to come to terms with that… but knowing that, I believe, makes life much simpler and easier to live.
27 was a good year. Lots of tough decisions. Lots of happy moments…including obtaining keys to my first home. But only a few days ago… a week before saying good bye to 27, there was a fairly unsettling development that some may see as a setback. I guess it is depending on how I decide to proceed. It could also mark the beginning of great opportunities to come.
Tomorrow, I’m going to be ushered into the world of no excuses. A world of men and women… and I have to be ready to play. As my uncle put it earlier this evening, once you get busy working, you lose sight of the days, the weeks, the months and the years. Next thing you know, you’ve lived a chunk of your life.
I am excited about tomorrow as I am about the last hour and a half of 27. I am prepared to meet the challenges and the decisions to be made. I look forward to looking back a year from now and saying… 28 was a good year.
I’ve been one lucky bloke. All things being equal, I’ve had a pretty good deal. It’s time to move to the next level. I’m ready.
About 4 years ago, I wrote a blog entry about how on the morning of my 5th birthday, I discovered I could whistle. I ended that post saying 19 years later, I could still whistle.
Well, 23 years later, I can still whistle. Life is beautiful