Thursday,
12 May
“Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad. Hiro used to feel that way, too, but then he ran into Raven. In a way, this is liberating. He no longer has to worry about trying to be the baddest motherfucker in the world. The position is taken.”

-Neil Stephenson Snow Crash
Chapter 36

Well. Today I turned 25.

  • I am not the baddest motherfucker in the world.
  • I am OK with this.
  • I think I’ve gotten better at living in my own head.
  • I am receiving my Master’s Degree next week.
  • I am planning and determined to start doing things
  • Most days, I think I know sort of what I want to be doing.

All-in-all: not too shabby.