thoughts on turning 37:
i don’t feel any older than about 30 at this point.
except for a twinge of a headache from having beers while watching OKC shoot themselves out of a championship, i’m probably in better shape & happier than i’ve ever been in my life at this point. i’m happy with the work i do & with the relationships i have.
i don’t really have any regrets for things i’ve done, except for two: i wish i’d tried some things i’d been afraid of when i was younger, and i wish i’d been less of an asshole when i was in my 20’s.
but for those who doubt things can change, they can. i’m even less of an asshole now!
here’s hoping that year 38 makes me a better person for myself and to those around me.