Posted on Thursday, January 27, 2005
In a few months I’ll be turning 30. This has been the cause of a good bit of reflection for me, as I imagine it is for many people — the standard what-am-I-doing-with-my-life? stuff, nothing special.
Doc Searls had some words on this issue today that I found particularly heartening:
Everything you know me for I’ve done since I was 50.
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At 30 I was scrambling a bit too much to be other than mildly depressed that I could no longer say I was in my 20s.
35 was much rougher, at least for a while.
However, 36 has been a breeze so far, despite equal upheaval. Partially I’ve gotten used to the concept, and partially I’ve realized it’s not a race. It’s good to take stock, but not good to do it other than in the context of “so, what’s next?”