I turned 39 at the end of July, and naturally enough I suppose, this got me thinking about turning 40. As I thought about it (beyond my initial e-fucking-gads response), my general thought was, I don't feel ready to be 40. As in, I haven't done enough of what I want to do, and quite honestly don't yet feel like the person I want to be at 40.
A lot of that relates to feeling like my life has gotten too stagnant (more on this later). I'm not really sure how much one can do in a year, but I'm trying to think pretty concretely about what I want to be doing and the kinds of changes I want to make. I suppose I'm thinking of it as a reckoning of sorts or simply a check in where I really give some thought to where the hopes/dreams column and the reality column have gotten a little out of whack, and what I'm going to do to change that.
One of the big obvious things I want to be doing is writing. I love writing, but I don't do it very much. So, changing that is one of my big goals for this year. I certainly set the bar low with my blogging over the past year - 3 whole posts this year! Looking on the bright side, that shouldn't be too hard to surpass in the year ahead. One of my challenges to posting more frequently is that I have a very vocal inner critic. The result of this noisy, opinionated, judgmental side of me, is that I end up with a very full drafts folder, but not so much actual posting. So, my intention with my blogging this year is more posts, fewer drafts. Life's too short for drafts.