So, apparently, I'm 40 years old. That honestly doesn't feel like as big of a deal as I thought it would, and I think that in general that's a good thing. But it feels weird *not* to have it be the topic of the blog for today. Like, if I just talked about my Nintendo Switch or something, then years from now, I'd look back at this post and be like "where's the one where I talked about being 40?" It almost feels like I'm supposed to do this. So, OK, I will. Big picture: life is good. There's lots of things that I could be unhappy about, but I feel like I'm in a place in life where I can legitimately choose to be happy, and that's what I choose to do. I don't have any grand lessons, I suppose, but there are a few things that are on my mind.
- Anger is, 99% of the time, an unhelpful approach to life. I've been an angry person before. I'm not angry anymore.
- Life is too short to be unhappy. There are reasons to be unhappy, but I'm tired of them. I am actually just tired of being anything less than happy.
- To every thing, turn, turn, turn, there is a season. You can't rush things. Well, you can a little, but sometimes you just have to wait; for people, for things, whatever.
- Doing things is easy. Step 1: Do them.
Today, I went and got passport photos because I have future travel plans. I'm having lunch, getting a massage, and going to a Cirque show because someone cares about me very much. I like my job, the sun is shining, and it's time to just plow on towards 41.
Here's to the future.
