Something feels different about turning 24. I’m solidly in my mid-twenties, in the age of emerging adulthood. I’ve thought about this day for a couple weeks now, pairing those thoughts with the conversations of What I Should Do in My Twenties, themes of learning to try anything and everything, and how to grow from failure. I have a feeling that Twenty Four will be a great year. I’m in the middle of so much new right now, it’s impossible to think I won’t get to Twenty Five in 365 days without significant changes. I’ll know the city better, have one more year of ministry under my belt, hopefully have some friends in town, and maybe have completed another half marathon.
To celebrate, I’m going to kick off this year with 30 straight days of blogging (Tangent: I thought I was starting to blog more regularly, but the November hit and now this is the first of the month). A father-figure of mine says now is the time to do everything, then in your thirties you can start narrowing down and figuring out what you’re really good at. So I say to writing: Why not? I’ve wanted excuses to write more regularly, plus my life could use a little discipline. And this next month is as good a month as ever, and one of the rare periods that is uninterrupted by any student conferences or staff retreats. Perhaps I’ll finally put to words the thoughts I’ve had churning for a period of time.
No particular rules, no specific topics, no required word counts or styles. Just 30 days of writing.
happy birthday, audrey! happy to follow your journey with you.
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