My Life… My Thoughts

When I was 12, I thought 22 was old. When I was 22, I thought 30 was ancient. Now that I’m 31, I feel like I’m in my peak. Peak in terms of physical, emotional, spiritual and most importantly, mental condition. Although using the word "peak" can be scary since it means the highest point and the next step is downhill. Let’s just say that like bacteria, I’m in my stationary phase. I’ve been through the lag phase…but wait, not on the log phase since I haven’t multiplied…yet. Okay, so I will stop comparing myself to anything.

I haven’t attained all the goals I’ve set for myself, but everything is coming together. Not to sound like I’m sour graping, but what’s the point of attaining everything? Once you do, you will lose the zest for striving hard. You will lose the desire to work on something since everything you ever wanted is already there. Needless to say, you will lose the zest for life. And I choose to live life. Life is not always easy. Life’s not fair. But it is what it is. You just gotta live it.

So many words when all I really wanted to say is that I’m content…and I’m happy.