The right way at 27

At approximately 1222 hours (12:22AM for the horologically challenged) yesterday morning, I received a notification from UberSocial telling me someone had mentioned my handle on Twitter. When I opened it, I saw that it read:

Aside from the fact that this was the third birthday wish I had received, I suddenly felt immensely happy reading this — not because it was my birthday, and not only because Irza said she now reads my magazine, but because she said that I’ve ‘come a long way’. And as I sat back and thought about it, I realized how much truth there was to it. At times it seems like what I did prior to August of this year, and what my life was like, feel like a lifetime ago, almost like a dream, and I realized just how much has changed over the last four years.

I am 27 years old now, and finally in a place where I feel happy, and a little more fulfilled than I was before. It may have taken me all of 27 years to get here, and even though I’m not quite there there yet, even it sometimes feels as though I might as well be 30, it’s comforting to know that at least I was able to grow a pair and force myself to start over completely.

I’m still not where I thought I would be at 27, but I think at last I’m on that road towards It. I may not have come as long a way as Irza thinks I have, but it appears to finally be the right way.

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