When you turn 25, shit gets real!
Sorry about that, I’m still recovering from Amateur Night at the Apollo, one of the best and most ghetto shows in NYC ya heard.
Seriously though, getting old is strange. Things start to change.
Biologically speaking, scientists posit that at age 25, you’re cells die faster than they can reproduce. Effectively, you slowly start to die.
Well, that’s a little depressing. Unfortunately, I think I’m actually starting to feel it. For one, my joints are a lot more sensitive. A short ride on my skateboard, and my knees begin to creak in pain. On the other hand, my extremities are becoming a little less sensitive. Sometimes I will get a serious cut on the leg and not even notice it until someone points out that my entire foot is covered in blood. At least I’m not crapping myself yet though.
Not only is my body changing but so are my goals and aspirations. I suddenly feel an urgent need to accomplish something, an unyielding nag to make something of myself.
I guess these thoughts also have their base in biology though. If you look at human evolution, age 25 is actually pretty old. Even just a century ago, most people were married with children at this age. This isn’t to say that I want a wife and kids right now because god knows I’m not ready for that, but I still want to accomplish something and do it quickly.
For the age of 25, I want to make a few resolutions:
1) I want to quit smoking, improve my health, and clear my mind.
2) I want to stay dedicated and create a successful and travel sustaining blog, this blog.
3) I want to finish writing my story of when I ran away from home.
4) And though corny, I want to continue traveling and become the best person I can be.
On another note, I had a great birthday today. I got some awesome presents and really supportive messages from friends. The day started with one of my favorite breakfasts, the Big Breakfast from McDonalds. After three hot cakes generously doused in McDonalds whipped butter and a hash brown, it was time for presents.
From my sister, I got an amazing pen with a built in video camera. This will definitely come in handy wherever I get detained or arrested next. She also gave me a remote control helicopter, which is probably the most fun toy in the world. From my mother, I got those great tiny travel speakers that produce a remarkably loud sound. And from my grandma I got cold hard cash. Got to love grandmothers.
After presents, I took my sister into Manhattan for an audition so that she may one day become a movie star. Keep your eye out for Sonya san! Then we went to Nick’s Convenience Store, aka the lucky store, got a scratch off card and won 20 bucks! Great birthday luck! Now I’m back on my porch and sipping a snake bite (half beer, half cider, and wee bit of grenadine) before a little kickback.
Before the party starts, I just have to say thank you to all my friends and fans who wished me a happy birthday today. Your support really means a lot to me and gives me strength to keep writing and traveling the world. Thanks again, -Leif