Turning 29 doesn't actually mean anything
And that's where my mind wanders when I think about it. I had a couple of things I wanted to get done by the time I was 30. Now, as my time grows thin, I wonder if they will actually get done. The awesome part about being with someone who's awesome too, is that they want to help you reach those goals (if after reflection you still really want to do them).
What was one of my goals? I've always wanted to hike the entire Appalachian Trail. However, as I've gotten older I realized the reasoning behind the hoped endeavor. I wanted to do something that would show what I was capable of. Definitely part of the whole thing was for selfish reasons, I wanted something I could show off with. Not the best of reasons, but it would definitely have been a status item in my book. But, the main reason? I have always felt that such an experience would be an important experience to have in my life. So much time away from society, so much time away from the easy amenities. A chance to feel closer to nature, to realize existence as a wanderer. To have to endure the rain, wind and cold without an easy getaway. I want to push myself, and this was a test I felt I should take.
This kind of, actually, makes me think that it might be time to make another one of those life 'TODO' lists. Help me get things written down. Life priorities, they make things exciting.