oh my. first off, it's been forever and ever since i wrote in my blah-g.  it must have been...um... 8 months or more!  wow...  in the past couple of months, i have had my heart torn apart, i have had a great deal of people tell me they love me, i have travelled to the mid-west, i have moved to Toronto, i have been stuck in Toronto, i have received my blue corda, i have had strokes of pure genius, i have been called "dumbass" several times, and many other things have happened to me, most of which you know of.

why have i started writing in this blog again?  it's my last day of my twenties and tomorrow, nay, at the stroke of midnight, i enter the THIRD DECADE... i don't feel particularly different, or feel terribly introspective at the moment.  much less so than i thought i would, anyway. i mean, it's a regular night for me, where i came home late from work, eating dinner and doing laundry (and writing a blog... so it's a bit unusual). but as i turn thirty, i really don't fear anything. maybe i'm just smarter and know full well that 30 is not a big deal. sure, it didn't really pan out the way i dreamt it would when i was younger (i seriously thought i'd have had a jetpack by 30...). no, i don't have a wife, a house, 2.5 kids, a car, a potbelly, etc etc etc... and i'm not really disappointed at all.  life can't really present itself in timelines and due dates, like school or something. it unfolds like a good story, as long as the story is told by the last page, i'll be satisfied. and that story will tell itself, naturally, organically and i'm sure wonderfully as well.

i think when i turned 29, i wanted to make one of those "before i turn 30..." lists. i even think i did, but kept it in my head, and i think that none of it panned out. but otherwise, what took its place was a wonderful year of experiences and growth and love. and i hope that now that i'm 30, i can continue this growth, this change and this appreciation for life.