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I’ve been 30 for nearly four months now, and quite honestly, have enjoyed this year so far. I’ve burned off the fat that I needed to, I’m writing again, and at this point, my only regret is that I didn’t do this 5 years ago.

I know it’s stupid and a little trite, but the proverb that, at the end of your life, you only regret what you haven’t done, has been playing itself in the recesses of my mind lately. Knowing how to balance patience and consistency while moving in the direction of my dreams will be the skill I will need to cultivate. Hopefully, I don’t make myself crazy in the process. But, more importantly, I don’t want to be in the same place next year as I am now. Each step needs to take me closer to my goals, and in a year, I will achieve my goal of finishing a story.