I could live
December 9th, 2008
I am at a stripped down, bare bones, ready for remodeling place in life. I just turned 30 and have come to the revalation that I am not getting younger. I am not old by any means, but I think 30 is bookmark age in a mans life. There is this American sociological stigma that by 30 you should have made something of your life. Like having a successful career, being married with a couple of ninos running around, a house, a nice car and a savings account. Well, I have none of that! That’s right, not one single thing from that list. It’s hard, I’ll admit. I never thought that this is where I would be when I turned 30. Read the rest of this entry »