I was at the Insurance company this afternoon, signing some checks and some papers. I had to sign and date them. That's when it hit me. Tomorrow. I'm turning 30.
I'm not exactly the 30 something I wanted to be. I'm disappointed at the things I haven't accomplished. And grateful for the things I have done, and thrilled that even though I thought it as a kid, Life doesn't end at 30.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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