I don’t know about you all, but I look forward to my future. I look forward to aging; maturing.
I by no means run from seeing the results of aging– physically that is. I embrace it. Because if you’re thinking like me, you’re not worried about it. #finewine
I may thrive in business and the majority of my friends and colleagues may be well beyond my age. But, I don’t want to be 26 and pressure myself to act as if I’m 36. I don’t want to look or be 20 at 30 either.
I don’t want to be in high school or college again. I want to be right where I am, anticipating where I’m headed.
Experiencing, learning, messing up and meeting new people. Discovering new interest, letting go of old ones. Doing stuff you shouldn’t be doing (That’s reserved for my twenties by the way. Lol). Testing, innovating, and enjoying my damn life, with the people I choose to spend my time with.
I mean, try some enchiladas. Try some curry goat. Try some soufflé. Try some Bazeen. Try some Cochinita pibil. Experience it all.
Borden your horizons.
And I’m not just talking about food either. 😉
That is all.