(I am craving a Chicken Burger from Chicken Inn and Poussin Chips from Nargis, as I type this)
Okay, so it’s 30 days to 30 and I wrote this a week before turning 29 last year and I had to laugh at that little article.
The questions I asked myself then are oddly not the same questions I ask myself now, even though I feel these questions are still relevant:
What have I done with my life?
What have I achieved?
What difference have I made?
Have I created a legacy?
What message am I leaving behind?
And it’s funny how time changes everything. Time taught me to love, to care, to be selfless, to let go, to be happy, to speak my mind clearly, to explore, and to give new things a chance. But time also taught me how to trust my instincts more, to stop reacting and pro-act, to listen better – not to reply but to understand, to be heard, to be selfish for my own good… To love my work, to love myself.
The questions I ask myself now are:
Does it add value to my life?
Will it make me happy?
Is it worth the energy?
Is he/she trust worthy?
Will it help me grow?
Will it increase the digits in my bank account?
I cannot explain my fears and uncertainties and how real they are to me. Turning 30 IS a big deal. As much as those who’ve crossed that bridge say it isn’t. Maybe because they’re not looking at life from my angle… But it does change everything. My body’s gonna change, my attitude’s already changing, my friend circle’s getting tighter, I am more abrasive and assertive. But most importantly, I am more aware of all the bullshit around me. So my best friend now is my gut and I will always listen to it.
The questions I asked myself about a year ago… Will now make sense as I venture into this new decade. Now is when I create that path. I only scratched the surface in my 20s. Now the real work begins.
