I was just telling the whole story, well not the whole story but the important parts of it to a friend, yet another time, over lunch. Brought back memories of the majestic, daunting, dangerous, carefree mountains.
I think I can turn 35 happily. No regrets.
What do I expect out of 35? I hope to have figured out what I want to do next, and hopefully make that next career move. The problem is just me, I dont know what I want. Aargggh! I have a few people helping me but eventually it falls only on me. I thought it was all crystal clear a couple years ago, now I am back to square one. BUT, I have learnt more about the industry, and I have learnt more about what excites me and what does not. Lot of thinking and introspection.
I also want to fix my anemia thingie. Pump some iron into my system and increase those red blood cells. Because Nepal is in the cards again for the next sabbatical and I am not going there until I fix my iron levels.
Handling JSK is not such a big deal anymore. Atleast not physically exhausting.
I seem to have the same stuff on my plate right now. Work, workout, JSK, volunteering ( I added one more club too, I need to do justice to it) and I added a hobby, space science :--P And I also have to write that book. OK those that spit their coffee now, I can write a little bit better than this blog if I really put some effort and spend sometime on it rather than dumping thoughts. :--P
So here is to hoping 36 is as good as 35.
PS: My birthday is still 4 days out. I am pretty sure I will write another post before then too.
OMG!!i REALLY DID SPIT my coffee because a book has been on my plate too !!!!!!!We are a lott similar!!!!