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When I turned 20 I think it was a big deal for me. At the time. I was no longer a teenager. I had no excuses. Or so I thought. Little did I know that a lot of my 20s would end up being a series of mistakes – and a few treasures. But I guess you need mistakes to get where you need to be going. Getting older is a little strange for some people. People joke about it. Is it fear? It’s sort of a phenomenon I never really understood. Women never revealing their age. It’s some bullshit if you ask me. But why pay attention to people like that?

I turned 30 this past Friday. My Wife and I gave ourselves new last names. I am proud of my new last name. I now have no excuses. You know as an adult. Strangely in the 10 years since I was 20 I feel like I’ve learned significantly more than when I turned 20 thinking about the past 10 years. I can pretty much remember turning 21 like it was yesterday when I was hanging out with Kelly in Gabe in college drinking beers and playing theremin in someone’s dorm room. I was playing in a band named after Claire Danes. I shit you not. It was a weird time. I had no worries in the world. Other than pretending to figure out my life. It’s hard to think I’ll be a Father pretty soon. It’s something I am ready for. Like we’ve always said, “We need more liberals in this world.”

So turning 30 has made me think more about my mortality. I actually take that back. The possibility of becoming a Father really made me think of my mortality. Ok, getting that life insurance plan was really the kicker. Regardless. There’s something about getting older that makes me feel like I am still 15 listening to the Smashing Pumpkins’ Gish cassette with my broken hinged Sony Walkman covered in duct tape on the bus to school. I know that might not make sense to some people but that’s the way it is.

So in the end, I’ve learned it’s a simple inverse equation about getting older: More responsibility yields less bullshit. And luckily you have the choice to pick whichever you fancy.

And yes, I did notice one new gray hair in my beard and it didn’t phase me. I am the most happy, most satisfied and most relaxed I’ve ever been in my whole life.