Another birthday, another year of life gone by.
Birthdays always leave me feeling introspective but this one especially so. Now it’s not so much what to do in my next year of life so much as what do I want to accomplish before I turn 30.
I feel like I didn’t accomplish as much as I wanted between 28 and 29, so I definitely don’t want a repeat year in that sense. What I do want… Well, I’m not sure about that, either.
I am indecisive as fuck.
Ah, well. We’ll see what happens.