Nope. Hell friggin' no.
|Me and my Leah at 24. Classy and sophisticated. This must be at a gala.|
I don't want to be 24.
I don't want to spend too much time in bars, with 5am being a normal bedtime.
I don't want to be living with my parents, not yet properly able to appreciate how much they do for me.
I don't want to be dealing with (or crying over) boys who were so very wrong for me.
I don't want to be in a rut, and make the wrong decisions as a result.
And most importantly, I don't want to have to go through all the same things in the 6 years since then.
That's exhausting. I've done it.
I want to be 30.
I want to be independent, responsible for myself.
I want to spend my Saturdays exploring the city & taking long walks with those I love (instead of hungover).
I want to have a Friday night at home, without the fear of missing out.
I want to run my business and work my ass off toward my goals.
I want nights out with friends, without the 20-something drama.
I want to do shit my way, on my terms. All the time.
Cuz I can.
I want to be what I am. And I'm 30.
|At 30. Tongue in mouth, dog on lap, dinner on stove. Cuz at 30, we cook.|
The idea of going back and getting a second shot has always been appealing to me, truth be told. If we could go back and fix mistakes we've made & regrets we may have, I'd be pretty happy. And 24 would be a key year in that respect. But for the sake of this conversation, it wasn't about fixing anything - it was just going back and living it all over again. Although 24 held some of my favourite times with amazing people, I don't need to re-live it or the following years. (Fun fact - I was 24 when I started this blog. Yikes.)
Whoever the hell I was then is partially responsible for who the hell I am now. And in those 6 years, I made many mistakes, had many regrets, and learned way too much to just suddenly forget it all.
So if you want to go back to your twenties, more power to ya. I'll stay right here.
(But if I can somehow harness my 24 year old self's metabolism & ability to exist on hardly any sleep, that would be real peachy. Thanks.)