And so I join the rest of my good friends in the 30s club. I never imagined that on my 30th birthday I would be ‘enjoying’ an unemployed status – yesterday was my last day at the bank – the only reason I thought I be having this status is if I had entered taitai-dom. Alas, I’ve failed miserably on that account.
Does it feel any different? No, not really. My 20s were a journey of self-discovery and experiences…uncovering what I like and don’t like. What I want (somewhat anyway), what I treasure and value. I’m more confident as a person and I’ve come to understand myself more. However I think it’s a journey that’s set to continue as we all change as the years go by.
In my 20s, I came to know some really good friends who will, I’m confident, remain friends for life. I came to know what I’m good and not good at. I had my adventures, but I still yearn to have more. I recognise in myself a restless spirit which I find very hard to quell. It’s both a curse and blessing really. It disallows one from getting too uncomfortable and encourages change which can be both seen as bane and boon.
Of course, I wished I were more accomplished career-wise. Many people younger than me are earning heaps more than I do. I’m sometimes bitter about it, but I get over it after awhile by taking a Buddhist/Zen attitude towards such things – no point comparing as everyone has a different path to tread in life.
So here’s to more adventures, discoveries, kinship, friendship, and health! Happy 30th to me. 🙂