Last night, The New Tragedies hosted my “Three Hundred Sixty-Six Days Until I’m 30” Party and I couldn’t be more thankful. To throw a party at your place for yourself is one thing, but to open your doors to your friends for someone else is downright humbling. Lots of friends and co-workers showed up, it was a blast. Thanks to everyone who supported my 29th.
Today is my birthday. I’m officially 29, which means that the only thing that happens this year is a countdown until next year’s birthday – when I’ll be 30 (just in case you couldn’t do the math).
I honestly don’t feel any apprehension towards getting older because I can do nothing to stop it. So why worry? I feel great (maybe a bit out of shape) so I can’t complain. In fact, I feel that every year I get older (and still feel good), I somewhat justify the fact that I’m not whatever age I was. No way am I 28 anymore, I’m 29, and it’s cool!
There it is, I’m 29. Nothing I can do about it now. As of today, there are officially 168 days remaining in 2006. It also marks the final 365 days of my 20s. It should be a good year.
And so it begins.