{"id":1557,"date":"2018-11-21T09:05:30","date_gmt":"2018-11-21T09:05:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bloomsoup.com\/?p=1557"},"modified":"2021-09-19T16:58:05","modified_gmt":"2021-09-19T16:58:05","slug":"35-years-and-counting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloomsoup.com\/35-years-and-counting\/","title":{"rendered":"35 Years and Counting"},"content":{"rendered":"
Well, it\u2019s official. I\u2019m 35 years old as of today.<\/p>\n
And in truth, it feels like somewhat of a milestone. A time to lift my eyes from the asphalt and see where the hell I am.<\/p>\n
As my brother wrote in his birthday message,\u00a0“I hope you\u2019re growing your beard to new and distinguished lengths, along with your age.”<\/p>\n
My reply? “Yes brother, it\u2019s suitably out of control, like my advancing years.”<\/p>\n
You see, we get so caught up in the busyness of life that often we fail to take stock and reflect on where we\u2019ve been and where we\u2019re headed.<\/p>\n
35 seems like a tipping point. Our younger years are ripe for tinkering and probing, pushing up against the boundaries of possibility.<\/p>\n
Much of my 20\u2019s and early 30\u2019s was spent in such exploration; of the world, work and myself.<\/p>\n
And much fun was had, not to mention the unexpected paths illuminated by jumping into the dark void.<\/p>\n
But living the experiential life also comes at a cost. You can go broad, but not necessarily deep.<\/p>\n
And there comes a point when\u00a0focus\u00a0is required to commit to greater pursuits.<\/p>\n
To that end, I\u2019ve become steadily intent on investing in myself, working hard on compounding habits that might yield some shiny rewards over time, or not.<\/p>\n
You could say that I\u2019m enjoying the process instead of fixating on the result.<\/p>\n
Much of this involves paring down, a psychological minimalism that liberates energy for more creative pursuits, responsible in part for more frequent ramblings on this site.<\/p>\n
So, where am I now?<\/p>\n
This year’s gone quickly. It seems like they were just removing the Christmas market a couple of months ago, while they\u2019re now resurrecting it from the ashes. Not to mention Christmas adverts. Never a good sign in November.<\/p>\n
We\u2019ve moved to a new city and established ourselves in local life while trying to escape to nature as often as possible.<\/p>\n
Unplugging the digital cord has been a vital addition to otherwise laptop-heavy days. The restorative properties of the Devonian and Cornish countryside and coastline cannot be underestimated. Demons don\u2019t like fresh air after all.<\/p>\n
This year I\u2019ve managed to work on a couple of exciting projects in health and social care, one for a charity doing important work and another for a technology startup helping to improve lives.<\/p>\n
In addition, I launched bloomsoup, this little online bazaar of Internet goodness.<\/p>\n
I hope to use the site to liberate the elusive muse from its lair and establish a regular writing habit, while also developing new skills. Plus, it\u2019s just fun. So we\u2019ll see how it goes.<\/p>\n
En fin, It\u2019s been a grand old 35 years. Here\u2019s to infinity and beyond my little bloomers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Well, it\u2019s official. I\u2019m 35 years old as of today.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And in truth, it feels like somewhat of a milestone. A time to lift my eyes from the asphalt and see where the hell I am.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As my brother wrote in his birthday message,\u00a0“I hope you\u2019re growing your beard to new and distinguished lengths, along with your age.”\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1558,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[69],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n