25

So I turned 25. I have lived a quarter of a century. And that calls for some big celebration - maybe go out and do something significant, something I have never done before like lose my virginity. But I've never been one for birthday celebrations (mine in particular) and I lost my virginity when i was nine.

My old friend Julianne greeted me that day and in her text message said, "Happy silver anniversary on this earth!" and it hit me - silver anniversary. As marriages go, this would be considered a milestone. Therefore I really should do something, preferably life-changing. I mean, I already have effing silver hair!

Life-changing: I met up with a girl, went biblical and I'll know in a few weeks if my life will change.

I'm just kidding of course. I wouldn't go that far. But I made sure I got laid and did so safely.

A quarter of a century - sounds like a quarter-life crisis looming on the horizon. Sorry to disappoint, but nothing like that as of the moment. Maybe when i turn thirty, I'd give it some serious thought as to how I want my life to turn out. I never thought I'd be saying this but I am relatively happy with where I am right now. Sure there's a long list of things I want to possess, skills and new knowledge I want to acquire, places I want to visit but turning 25 did not make me anxious nor did it create a feeling of great urgency to cross these out of that list. No, it's not a bucket list. It's too early for that, just some things to do, if you will.

It's funny but as I advance in years (some positive scripting for me), my goal is to take less responsibilities. I don't know if that's a good thing. My drive, that fire in me that fuels my desire to achieve something great has diminished. The dreams I had as a child no longer visit me.

Reading the words I wrote above now, I realize it's not a good thing. It's sad.

However, there is no cause for alarm. I'm going to recycle one of my favorite quotes (from the fantastic film The Shawshank Redemption):

"Hope is a good thing. Maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies."

I have hope that one day, something or someone will re-ignite my fire (Dan Hartman's Relight My Fire plays in the background). Until that day comes, I will productively slack off.

Happy birthday! Really.