29 and counting

29 years. It doesn't really seem like an accomplishment to be proud of to say I managed to survive without accidentally offing myself, but an accomplishment none the less. It's been an interesting ride, no doubt about that. I've found myself in many places with many people over the years, some less savory than others. I only wish I could say I remember them all, although I get the feeling that if did remember them all I would wish I didn't. I'm not going to list all the things I've done, or failed to do, I'm not even going to write a formal "bucket list". From this point, I'm just going to take what comes, try to be happy, and if at all possible try to make things better. Feels like I've taken a very long winding road to arrive where I am today, it's been a scenic drive to say the least. Not sure where this road will lead me tomorrow, but I look forward to finding out. For those that read this, you are most likely someone I'd count as a friend, or family, (or maybe someone that is just very confused and wondering when I will mention a random celebrity that photographed their naughty bits some years ago) I thank you for the parts you have all played in helping me on my way to becoming who I am (the good and the bad).
Now I would like to offer my official review of the past 29 years: Not Bad, borderline on good most of the time.