I turn 30 in 300 days.
7,200 days. 432,000 minutes.
For an indeterminate reason that I have yet to understand this has been on my mind recently. Not because I’m scared of getting older (well, ok, maybe a little) or even because I don’t think I’m living my life to the fullest (I think I’m doing a fairly good job at that too) but because I feel like maybe I am not challenging myself to be bold enough.
Maybe I’m not challenging myself to see enough and do enough.
The past year has been filled with incredible number of changes and transitions. I have been living between Bahir Dar, Addis Ababa, Kigali, Canada and now Iringa (Tanzania). It has taken me some time to get used to these changes. But I’m trying not to anymore. Change happens. And in my life, it’s constant. I change projects and countries and beds. My best friends leave for their own countries, my favorite foods come and go. So maybe the idea is not to fight it anymore but to look it in the face of boldness.
A few years ago, I came up with a list of ideas I wanted to happen at some point. There are places I want to travel that I have been waiting for the right time. But this pointless, societal imposed deadline is maybe good for something. Maybe a deadline is a good time.
I’m hoping to travel more and really see where I live in the next 7,200 days. I want to start prototyping my business ideas. I want to be a bold version of myself.
Let’s see where I end up. Hopefully it will be the best beginning I could imagine.
Raïsa Mirza 
Raïsa!
30 ans dans 30 jours! Et tu penses que c’est “getting older” – well, yes, no doubt, we all are getting older each and every day (and even each and every hour, don’t you think so?) – mais pour quelqu’un de mon âge, 30 ans, c’est encore pas mal jeune! Mais je te comprends – et ton projet (to be à bold version of yourself!), je le trouve vraiment très intéressant (même si je crois, sincèrement, que tu es déjà beaucoup plus bold que la plupart des gens que je connais et certainement plus que ce que j’ai jamais été!)
En revanche, “challenging yourself to … do enough”… well, I’m not so sure that this is really necessary. By the way, What is “enough”? When I got older (and believe me, I am older now!) I realized that sometimes it might be a good idea and an ambitious challenge to recognize that I actually DID enough.
Wishing you all the best!
Monika