See post below. Now is the time to panic and procreate.

I am still in my 20s.

“Each day is an end in and of itself,” I’ve been saying recently. Today, I am in my 20s. Tomorrow, I will not be.

When I think about my position at JP, and the responsibility with what I’m doing, my colleague relationships, the trust of my clients, etc., it makes me feel like it belongs to a 30 year old Daniel, if that makes sense.

I have done so much in my 20s. I am days away from receiving the things I’ve spent half my 20s wanting. A Tudor Black Bay 58 (it may be in the house), a Hyundai Veloster N. This Vegas trip.

Some of my accomplishments involve surviving some of the most unexpected things.

Surviving Kunal’s death, losing Amar, fighting a graduate school corrupt beyond words.

“Where are you calling from?” And: “What are you driving right now?”

“The same car since high school. Mitsubishi Lancer. But I just got a high paying job,” I stuttered, forced into a feeling of insecurity, of having to explain myself worthy.

“Oh, congratulations.”

“Ya know, I was on the fence about buying one of your pretentious little Nazi shitboxes, but you helped me make up my mind.”

“Regardless of who I end up with… I want to make amends with her.. I want her to see that I’ve repented, that I’ve changed.”

“I know how badly you want that. And I want that for you. But it’s not today.”

I have found myself mumbling this during moments throughout my workday when I am very much feeling the 9-5.

What I want you to take away from it is that you will be a king.

In an alternate universe, you woke up on eight hours of sleep the morning after Christmas, exercised your abs, chest, showered, put on your “bird shirt” (in this alternate universe, you did receive it) made a delicious breakfast, and headed to the Sausalito Starbucks to pen the finale one of your three short stories which is getting eaten up by a publishing house for top dollar.

A delicious dinner, two hours of movies and tv in bed, an hour of meditating on the sofa (you also tranced back to Hawaii in your meditation), a long walk, shower, and an early bedtime.

One day you’ll have it all.

Do not forgot how this is the “next level” adventure, where because you have cash flow and a high paying job now, you can meet ALL YOUR CLOSEST OF FRIENDS in LAS VEGAS for your birthday week!

You are sad your 20s are coming to an end without realizing trips like this show that means nothing

Rebecca H is such a great doctor.

“I work in community mental health, so I think I got this cold there.”

“Oh! Where?”

“Johnathan’s Plzce!”

“Oh, Okay!” She said, being familiar with it.

I liked getting out of the appointment during closing, its dark out, the lights are off, and the Christmas music was playing.

I had a feeling my work days would be very diverse despite spending them, well, “working,” and that has proven to be true.