30 Something Next Week – New Goals
So next Monday I turn the ripe old age of 30. I guess 30 isn’t old but it certainly feels old. It must be something about birthdays ending in a zero but I almost feel prompted by it to look back and reflect on my life and where I am and where I want to be.
If you’d asked a much younger Disco~Stu where I expected to be at age 30 the answer probably wouldn’t match my present situation. Not that this means I have regrets (life is certainly too precious for wasting time on those) but I think when I make plans for my future years I need to be more realistic and put some time and planning in place to make them happen rather than just bumble along and leave things to chance. Wanting to be a jet fighter pilot when I was younger was always going to be a stretch as an unfit asthmatic who has a dislike for figures of authority, uniforms and a slight tendency to feel sick at extreme altitudes. Realistic goals are what it’s all about. (more…)


















