I turn 30 in a few hours and I don’t know how I feel about it.  I mean, when I was a kid, I wanted to be older, now I wouldn’t mind being 24 with my mind as it is now.  It doesn’t seem like it’s bothering me too much, I think that’s because, even though I haven’t met some of my goals that I originally set for myself a little more than a few years ago, I have achieved so many others. 
The biggest goal that I set for myself, 60 ish days ago, I am still living out.  I had no major problems with Lincoln, Ne. It will always be my home, but I had to experience more of the world. I had to learn even more, live for life itself.  I feel that that is the most important thing in my life and always will be.