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  <title>Milestones.</title>
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  <description>To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in two days, I&apos;ll be thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if I&apos;ll actually write an entry on my real birthday - I&apos;ve been oddly busy and wrapped up in all kinds of processes, activities, and details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going through all these little contemplative puzzles.  It&apos;s like the Cliff&apos;s notes of my Saturn Return.  Where am I going, what am I doing, have I done enough, do I love enough, why have I lost so many people I love, why am I so blessed, etc.  I look at the past with fondness, a touch of sadness in places, but no regrets.  I live in the present fully and joyfully, paying attention to details that matter.  I face the future with hope, a humbling dose of fear, and confidence.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my life, which is in transition; I look at moving away from this area for the first time; I look at following a vocation - not a paycheck - to where it takes me, and trying that way for a while; I look at growing up, at what I&apos;ve learned, at the person I&apos;ve become and the person I&apos;m becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty good about all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don&apos;t know how much more of this journal I have left in me.  Ten days after my birthday will be my sixth anniversary with it, but I don&apos;t know if there&apos;s good reason to keep it going.  I&apos;ll always need an outlet, but this well seems to have run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I need to go start my day.  There&apos;s much celebrating to be done tonight, and I need to cross all my i&apos;s and dot all my t&apos;s today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you&apos;re having a beautiful morning, afternoon, evening, week, month, life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.</description>
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