We retreat unto my birthday anthem, as “Happy Birthday” lacks the spark.

This is my last year in my twenties. Upon November 6, 2011 I will be 30 years old. This is traumatic for many reasons. Yet I finally articulated in my head something I knew for many years . My problem is not that I am getting older as I age very slowly; I am not old, at least by real people’s standards. My fear is that I am running out of time; life is too short. There is more I want to do in a certain time frame in my life and there are experiences I want to have before I hit middle age and while my body and senses are in their respective best states to enjoy them. On the other hand my mind improves every month.