It’s my birthday tomorrow. 39, the last year of my 30s.

The project of my 20s was establishing my weird career and turning my interests into a somewhat sustainable creative practice, absolutely nailed it 10/10 no notes.

The project of my 30s was, well, building back up from a lot of trauma and abuse and bullshit, finding a partner and building a family, deepening the relationships with the people I love, and turning towards myself and building a life made just for me, and, hm, mixed success.

What I wish for myself for the final year of my 30s is to have the resources to sustain and grow my businesses and all the little projects I’m working on, to climb the rest of the way out of the debt pit so I can start making some real grown up life decisions, and to continue enthusiastically flinging myself at the people and projects that truly deserve it. No more wasting time, no more bozos.
Project of my 40s is simply to be out in the garden more.
@andymcmillan rootin’ for yah