I'm 30 today...

The last decade, I've concluded, was one of major metamorphosis.  It was me, evolving, into the person I wanted to be growing up.  Do I feel grown up now?  Sometimes... sometimes in the right way and sometimes in the "this is all too much" way.  Sometimes- I'd rather put on my knee-high boots, drink too many cocktails and go out dancing with my girlfriends... rather than dancing barefoot in my parents living room with my mom and Silas.  But then again- it is joyful, unpretentious, soul-filled dancing... not hard thumping, bumping, grinding  but drums and laughter and clapping and jumping.

My hope for the next decade is to take what I've learned and where I've been and make it fly.  Release more of the angst-y bullshit I cultivated in my teens and tried to move beyond in my twenties and rock on in my own way.   Judge less, fight less, hide less, worry less.  Listen more, commune more, love more, build more.