What is my age, Alex? Feels funny to type that, "33." Still doesn't seem possible. I've always lived by the cliche that age is state of mind. I find that to be true as I somehow remain stuck at 28 in mind. Which is a good thing, given the cruel relative nature of time.
Like many, I often marked my birthdays with deep reflection. Often, it led to deep cycles of depressive thinking...something the turn out to be a moderate clinical thing with me. However, that changed when I turned 30.
That traditional milestone was superseded by the impending birth of Nate. Ever since, I've never really reflected too much on this day. Part of it no doubt due the the powerful nature that comes with becoming a parent. But part of me also wonders if I've lost some of the reflective nature that has always fueled me. I tend to chalk it all up to my life changing when I became a Dad with everything before it serving as a wonderful landscape of memories of wild youth and everything since a new beginning. Granted it took me a good year after Nate was born to truly realize the powerful nature of it. In fact, I feel it something I still haven't quite grasped. Because, quite frankly, adjusting to life with a family of your own is a significantly different experience to my life pre-30.
Maybe the fact I remain stuck at 28 in my mind is a symbol that I'm still stuck in some sort of limbo.
So, to get back to some reflection, I'm going to borrow from a few friends of mine and highlight the top 10 events from this past year.
1) The birth of Cameron
2) ...
You know, I simply don't have the energy to think about a top 10 list right now. I'm simply too tired...which probably goes deeper than the literal definition of the word.
I've got a lot going on...maybe I really do need to clear the mind's cache soon.
Until then, hello "33."
