Count Down

Today marks exactly one month left of my 20's, and I am unexpectedly clinging to them. I suppose it is the obviousness of the passage of time that really gets me. I feel I have so much left to do before I leave my 20's, yet I can not stop the train. I have to stay on and try to enjoy the ride.

As I look around the components of my life, I do feel rather successful and proud of the life I have created. It is a life of wonder, autonomy and discovery. A life guided by self knowledge and inquisition.

In the remaining time I feel tempted to implement a harsh regiment on one hand, and on the other to get anything stupid out of the way that I have been putting off.

Looking forward I am trying to think what I want to get out of my 30's. I feel that there are many awesome experiences that are coming up in this next decade of my life, and I am working hard to strengthen myself, mentally and physically, for the next stages in my life. I have asked the universe for some pretty big things, and they might just happen, along with all the other stuff that life just drops off on your doorstep.

Let the last countdown begin. I can't image that the next decade will feel the same, but I guess I'll have to wait to find out. I think turning 50 will be the next big one, (mostly because that is what is reflected in popular culture), and that is something that is very pervasive in our consciousness.

Who would have thought that I would have fallen so hard for mushrooms?
Or that I would be turning 30 in Los Angeles?
Or that I would be engaged to such a wonderful man?
Or that I would have finished a masters degree and be contemplating a doctorate?

A decade, especially the 20's, can bring so many surprises.