Thoughts on turning 30, my favorite memories from my 20s, and what I’m most looking forward to about the next decade of my life.
I’m writing this post on the last day of my 20s.
It’s an odd statement that brings up a lot of feelings, but I guess it’s a good sign that the one that’s the strongest is excitement.
It doesn’t seem that long ago that I was turning 20 in San Diego.
I still had another year left of college and I still had no idea what I wanted to do with my life.
I remember thinking about how I had a whole decade of my 20s in front of me.
On one hand, that feels like a lifetime ago because so much has happened since then.
On the other hand, it’s interesting to look back.
It always feels like time has a way of flying by.
I guess it’s a clear reminder of the elusiveness of life and how it passes by quickly, at least in retrospect.
The one thing I promised myself back then was that my 20s would be for myself.