29 Days to 25:

Dear World,

In about on month I will turn 25. So, I guess this means I should be having an actual quarter-life-crisis. I remember last year, writing about turning another year older and not really feeling any different at all. Same apartment. Same job. Same cat. I keep measuring my life in the steps that I take--what kind of raise did I get, how far along am I in my masters, how many new dates have I been on? I keep thinking that once I accomplish this or that I will feel fulfilled, I will feel like an adult. The thing is, these steps are not all-telling. It's not as if once I arrive in New York City, a newbie ready to call those dirty streets home, I will immediately keel over and die a blissful death. Life does not stop because you get part of what you've always wanted, life does not stop when you get all you ever wanted, life keeps going. 25 will come whether I will it to or not. The important thing is not to get caught up in the steps, good things will happen as bad things invariably happen too. Eat some cheese, drink some wine. Enjoy what is in front of you, stay excited for what's to come.