twenty-something

Tomorrow I turn 28. On the 28th. In 2008. In a flurry of eights, my twenties, it would seem, are nearing their end and this blog, it would seem, it's timeliness. Thirty approaches and... well, I'm not as freaked out as I used to be by the impending milestone. I'll be ready to embrace it, to become a thirty-something, on the 28th, in 2010--but in the meantime, there's a lot to be done.

Everyday, I feel like I move closer and closer to becoming the man I want to be and living the life I want to live. There are mistakes and missteps, of course, but generally, every step is in the right direction. There haven't been any earth-shattering changes since I uprooted my life--twice--in 2006 and ended up in Boston, but there has been a lot of progress.

Take my career, for example--Yesterday was my last day at my last job, my second in 2008. I started there just four month prior, in March, and found it to be a mixed bag. Moving from the laid-back world of college student activities into the intense universe of corporate marketing was a huge step, one that I excelled at, but one that wasn't quite right for me. A new opportunity found me in the last month and I decided to seize it. I start my new gig on July 8 at a "non-profit dot-com" where I'll be paid to write, fulfilling a life-long goal. I'm ridiculously excited to start the next chapter of my professional life. Here's hoping it's the right fit, at least for right now.

Beyond work? I still live with my best friend. I bought a new car a couple weeks ago. I bake now (you should taste my Chocolate Guinness Cupcakes). I'm completely obsessed with the Red Sox, who are equal parts surrogate boyfriends and part-time job. These are all things, little things, that make me happy of my status quo, and the direction I am headed in.

My life is good. But the big question mark for me, as it always has been, is love. Will I be in love by the time I turn thirty? Will I have found a soul mate? Funny, I don't think I've uttered or even thought about the phrase "soul mate" since leaving Vermont. But tonight, on the eve of 28, I'm thinking about it again.