It’s Friday. Winding down at work. Sneaking a little slice toward the end of my day to post this. It’s ok though, I skipped lunch. Guilt averted. Sitting at my desk parked in a little education centre in a town I grew up in. A town I no longer live in by the way. Although, I didn’t move too far either. Don’t know where I’m going with this. I’ll move on. Wondering and pondering where I’m going at this stage of my life. You know, the middle-aged mini-panics that you can easily come accustomed to. Am I where I envisaged myself as a youth? Definitely not. Didn’t think I would be doing this type of job at this stage, in fact, I probably would have been appalled by it if I know where I was going to find myself at this point. That’s ok though because I probably wouldn’t have been able to stomach 5 minutes with myself at that age now either. The term “young, dumb, and full of shit” comes to mind. All that being said, this is where I find myself and this is my life damn it. I’m ok with it as long as I can keep striving for something else. I hesitate to say more because it’s not an extra abundance of anything I’m after, it’s just a little adventure, a little of something a bit different you know. Need to make it happen myself though. Not to be put off by the glimpse of the middle-aged fella with the receding hairline that I see in the mirror every so often. Nope, don’t take any notice of him. No sirree.