Strange
thoughts enter your head when you sit down to write a blog post, and today is
no different. As I sit here on May 11th I’m realizing this is likely
the last post I will write as 20-something. I feel like this post should be
something special, and conclude the entertaining drama that was my 20’s, but I just
can’t do that. I’m entering my 30’s in uncertainty. I don’t have all the pieces
figured out just yet, however, I’m oddly ok with that.
A lot of
doors are now closed and in an odd way, that’s a good place to start. I know
where I’m not going and that’s almost as good as knowing where I am. I’m in a
very positive place with everything. 30 is definitely a fresh start.
And on that same
note, when Mr. X posed the question “What do you want from me to see in your
30's?” the other day, my instant thought was “for you not to ruin my 30s too.”
Which is an unfair comment on my part. He was a time suck for sure, however, that time suck stopped me from doing some dumb things. And he didn’t ruin my
20s, he gave me the script for one hell one a good book/movie one day. I didn’t
answer him in the end. He said something about I could have asked for flowers...
Mr. X and flowers… I doubt even I’ve been that drunk to think that’s a thing. I
think nothing is the much safer answer.
Someone did
ask me if me the other day if Mr X will play a part in my 30s. And I suspect he
will, we’ve been friends for many years, however, his part will be much
smaller. Life moves on and relationships change. It’ll be interesting to see
what happens.
Anyways, my
bottle of wine is cold now, so I am going to go and drink it. Before I go
though, I have this question for you; What do you regret not doing before you
turned 30? Let me know in the comments below. And, as always, stay and play
safe.
Love,
The Honest
Bitch
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