With so many of my friends (including myself) entering new phases in our lives I often find myself having different versions of the same conversation over and over (and over) again. These conversations generally revolve around realizing and embracing the concept that time is quickly passing us by and that none of us saw it coming! [Now, this isn't to say that I'm growing tired of talking about the same things - because each conversation usually has its own unique perspective and is further affirmation and motivation for me to (for lack of better words) "get on my grind."]
So this recent coming to terms with how “old” I already am… coupled with my other recent realization that I was RIDICULOUSLY far from being the person that I want to be hit me pretty hard. I realize that I was so startled by this string of epiphanies for a number of reasons… but most importantly because it raised the very blunt question: “Well, when are you going to become this imaginary person that you want to be?”




