468 days, and counting

Time flies. Time crawls. But no matter what you do, you can’t make it reverse its flow.

Almost a year ago, right before my 28th birthday I was in France, having a great time with some of my nice friends. In the midst of fun games, beach life, electronic skateboards, and great food, I made a commitment to myself. I decided that I would accomplish something before I reach the mighty age of 30.

Since then a lot has happened. But all of that has been “normal” so to speak. Not taking any value out of those, but what I was after with my decision was to reach something extraordinary. Something brilliant. It doesn’t have to be anything big. As long as it’s meaningful. Something to be passionate about.

Making a commitment (or third) on this blog is as good a place to start as any.

30 years of age is a limit that means less and less the closer you come to it. However, it’s a limit that is currently sufficiently close and far for me to manage something. After all, setting personal deadlines does help in reaching your goals (or so they claim). Feel free to give me a kick if you see nothing happening.

468 days left and counting.