I’m not sure if I had this conversation with y’all, or not but everything is about age. I’m not sure what thirty7 feels like, but I feel it. I don’t know if I’m just aware of my age, more now than I’ve ever been, or If society is having a time pointing out, I’m not in my twenties anymore. I honestly cant place it. Maybe it could very well be because I am watching ‘Being Mary Jane’ and its brought up questions in my own life, looking at someone else’s. I’ve never been in the school of comparing, the life I live is my own, and I have no envy for others. Plus I’m always genuinely happy for others, outwardly happy.

I remember when I was younger, thinking about where I would be at different ages, and my life really is more than what I could’ve imagined for myself. But now that I’m this big age, now what? Do I just continue to have experiences? Continue to explore? To think that I am the driver of this vehicle that is transporting me to my dreams. Or my adventures. I am thankful I’m not in a career that climbing up the corporate ladder is encouraged, because I have no interest in that. I do agree that I do need some semblance of balance in my World, and I am working on it.

Jonez.