I remember when I was my 20’s, I always felt like age was the only thing that mattered. I thought life essentially stopped at 30 and nothing I did would be worth anything at that point.

Now that I’m in my 30’s I laugh at that dude and feel bad for him. I see how insecure and restless he was. High on eagerness, low in direction. I bought my first sats at 29 and life fell into place from there.

If you’re in your 20’s, know there’s probably a place in this world for you. Sometimes, the skies just take a little while to open up.