I turn 31 in a week. I am single. No kids. A writer/director currently not getting paid for writing or directing.
A third of my life behind me (maybe more).
Am I worried?
Nope, not one bit.
For I've lived more than most in my short time on this planet. And I'm grateful for it.
The end of this years brings so much change to my life.
Life for me, starts at 31.
See you guys there.