A Playful Misconception, A Childhood's Dream

So I turned 30 two nights ago. It feels like the end of an era and a new chapter begins. The 20s have been (thinking about it now) simply amazing.

So much has happened since I turned 20. From graduating to a serious first love, to new hobbies and achievements, to adulthood and maturity, to career in a bank, to managing a small company, to having almost nothing financially and turning around, to new friends and the old, to gains and losses, and of course the heartbreak and the healing. What a ride it has been!

There are the little things that I would change if I could do it over again. But without the past, there’s no the present self. I have to say, I’m proud of how far I’ve come so far. Even though the mistakes were many, I think I’m quite happy with the way I turned out right now. There can be improvements, no doubt; but no point living with regrets. I can only look forward.

Though I do feel old and no more wiser than yesterday, this journey is still young. There are many more lessons to learn and many more people to meet. And many more mistakes to make. I’m not afraid. I’m walking forward with no shame and no hesitation. One foot in front of the other. One step at a time. Exhale, inhale. And most importantly, stay present.