My colleague RJ asked me what it feels like to be 30. I’ve been getting the same question since December 20 of last year. That, my friends, was when I entered my third decade. Hrrrmmm… being 30 feels like being 29. Or 25. I don’t know if I’ll still feel the same when I turn 31. Nonetheless, it’s a positive feeling and I guess I owe it to the wonderful people around me, my renewed faith in God and a balanced diet. :p
The pictures from Mike’s camera were sent to me by Joko yesterday and I am overwhelmed by gratitude that I have reached this age with lovely memories outweighing the bad ones and possibilities that seem more opportune than fearsome.
I’m 30 and I am young. I’m 30 and I am mature. I’m 30 and I am happy. I’m 30 and I’m bound to grow older and happier. 🙂
listening to: Taylor Swift – Safe & Sound