The Infidel

My new goal

Alright, here it is my new goal. I have decided that I will be a millionaire by my 35th birthday, and I'd like you to be my witnesses. There is already a grand-master plan in action since Monday, to which I will clue you in a bit later....

Unfortunately, I'm turning 30 today....

Well, this is it, my friends. This is the day I've been dreading for the past year. I'm turning 30 years old today, and I'm quite depressed. I don't want to believe that my twenties are already over. What happened? It went by in the blink of an eye. Is life equally short if I'm lucky enough to turn 60?....

When I look back, I can't say that I regret much, which is a very good thing. In fact, there is only a period of two years right after the end of my marriage that I regret ever happened in that particular way. The rest of my twenties, I think I spent quite well and wouldn't change anything if I had the choice. I traveled to over a dozen countries, partied in every single one of them, made friends in all of them, and thoroughly enjoyed myself in the process. In fact, I just realized that the only time I'm regretting is the time when I simmered in depression, so maybe I shouldn't feel so down on this day. Who knows, maybe my thirties will bring greater experiences yet. I'll let you know. But for right now, I'll be drinking today...

Cheers,