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Saturday, February 28, 2009


"This could be the very minute
I'm aware I'm alive
All these places feel like home
With a name I'd never chosen
I can make my first steps
As a child of 25."
-Snow Patrol / 'Chocolate'

Hello world, I am 25. One quarter of a century. Half way to fifty. Only 5 years to thirty! Ok I'll stop with the countdowns, they're a bit depressing, and let's not get ahead of ourselves anyway. In the past I've always felt a different age than I currently was, but this time, 25 feels just right. 25 feels good.

Turning a quarter life sets off a little intercom inside your head that says, "NOW is the time!", a little wake up call inside your soul that screams "Get going because time surely is!" I don't want my 25 year old's dreams to be forever trapped in time. I don't want to live haunted by the 'what ifs' and 'could have beens' and I don't want to wait until it's too late.

I want 25 to matter. I want it all to matter for something bigger, something more than me. And I think 25 could just be the beginning. It's not too late, in fact, it's all just unfolding.