I turn 30 today. There are so many feelings to begin to describe it.
On one end, I am optimistic. This is my prime and I’m doing well in life.
On the other end, I am pessimistic. This is the turning point. I used to be the young one.
When my dad was 30 is so much different than my 30. When he was 30, he was fighting in Desert Storm. When I am 30, I am yelling at a computer screen as a norm.
I’m slowly becoming the person who is out of touch. I’m the person who now believes technology is rotting people’s minds.
Years are getting shorter. The lines on my face are getting longer. Somedays it feels like I’m treading water. Who cares about a birthday? But 30…
At least it happens only once in your life.
What can you do?