Last year of 20-something

So it's a good thing I decided to start a new blog last year.  Confessions of a 20-something Caffeine Addict (and the original) is soon to be an inappropriate title for me.  No, I am still 20-something, and will be for another anno, but this weekend will be the beginning of the end for those days.  What's funny is that when I started Confessions (old), the title made me feel so old! I was almost halfway into my 20s, but felt like such a kid.  And now I STILL feel like a kid! Which is perhaps why I didn't called this "My Almost 30 Thoughts".  Wow, put that on the list of bad blog titles. 

But honestly, I am not hung up on age.  I feel young, people say I look young, and I know that life has SO SO SO much more for me because I am going to go out and find it.  A. and I were talking last night about some inappropriate comments some co-workers made to me yesterday about my resignation.  Nothing overtly rude, just stoopid.  A. said it's because they are little fish in a little pond.  I don't think that is a bad thing, for them.  I believe that they are mostly truly happy with being in the same place and not really growing professionally/personally.  But I want more.  (i know i know, Little Mermaid) A. says I am a big fish in a little pond.  I suppose if that means that I need room to grow, then call me Nemo (or Ariel, to keep the L.M. theme). 

I want it all.  I don't mean money or things, but experiences! I want to do everything, anything! I want to meet people who are so different from me, and see things I've never seen, tasted, smelled...LIVE! I want that for my family too.  As young as I am at heart, I also know that this life is temporary.  I brought going to Italy into scope and attacked it.  I don't want that to be the end of embracing life.  It won't!

(cue olympic opening ceremonies score/rocky theme song/"part of your world")

Photo is of the Sole filets A. cooked in coconut milk last night....woah.  Incredible.