30

Well, it's been about five days of being 30 so far. It's really more mental than anything else. I spent the first day at the damn job and was pretty disgusted with myself for doing so. In my younger years, I woulda taken the day off, simply off of general principle, and trust: I will next year. Still, I ate cookie cake and some BBQ, so it wasn't completely bad.

Day Two was way better, because I was able to hit the Maze concert in Dallas. No matter what's going on, nothing else matters when you go to a Maze show. All I did was sing and dance the night away, and it was even better with the show being outside. Summer night + Maze + great crowd = some of the best times I've ever had.


Something I want to do, more than ever now, is to make sure I don't over analyze shit when interacting with people while, at the same time, making sure I pay attention to cues that can easily be missed. It's a balancing act, but when you call yourself grown, you gotta act like it.

I'm not sure what the coming days hold, and I'm in no rush to find out. The one thing I've learned more than anything about turning 30 years old is to enjoy each and every day for what it is. As important as it is to plan for the future and look ahead, there is a redeeming quality and a beauty that comes with enjoying the moment and living for today.

8/7/12 @ 10:26 P.M.