I have a habit of making three or four big goals when I’m about to reach a new decade in age. I tend to do a lot of reflecting, and anticipate what kind of adventure I can write for myself for the next ten years. I started doing this when I turned 30. I believe it is because the first twenty years of my life were controlled by others in terrible, sad, and tragic ways. I spent my twenty’s trying to recover and repress my past, so I could simply survive day-to-day.
Then I turned 30 and I thought, I’m going to set some big long-range goals, and see if I can work towards attaining them in ten years. I never really told anyone my goals, I just knew what they were. For example, I wanted to own a house by the time I was 40. I figured out what…
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