I spent the last day of my twenties getting pounded by waves, fighting a really strong current, and still not making it out to the line-up. There’s a metaphor for adulthood in there somewhere.
I had this long, self-pitying rant typed out that I deleted because really, it all just boils down to one thing: STOP BEING LAZY; STOP BEING SO AFRAID OF FAILURE. My thirties will be dedicated to achieving as much as humanly possible, to stop being afraid of failing that I don’t even give it the good ol’ college try.
My cousins got me this snapback for my birthday, and it’s a great reminder that lazy days should be something I look forward to and not be my default state. Also, surf more. Haha! 🏄