Aging

It's happening. Can't help it. On Saturday I'll be once again a year older. Well, 5 days older than what I'm now. Thirty One. 31. Three and one. I'm not sure how I feel about my age starting with a three yet so... I don't know...I don't feel like I'm  (going to be) 31. Don't feel like I'm in my thirties. Don't feel grown up. 30 Was not my year. No sir-rey. Nope. I said 2011 will be my year. So far not so much. But we have few months left. But I've come up with a long term plan. It might just be totally crazy and it might not ever materialize, but I am going to work towards it. Human rights. Civil rights. What I wanted when I was in my teens. It's taken me over a decade to come a full circle and really see what it is that I want to do with my life, to come back to this place. To see. But I do see. I do want. I need. To make a difference. I might hurt some people. I might offend some people. I might get hurt myself. But I need to do this.

Purpose.