a third of the way through

I’m going through the process of sharing old posts that were written but never published, for one reason or another. This one is from 2018.

Someone recently told me that I’m “a third of the way through.”

At 30, one third of my life is over. Just like that.

And everywhere I look I see messages telling me to, “BE BRAVE” and “Do the thing you’ve been scared to do” and”Stop putting off that idea!” And when I read these messages, I can’t help but think, “where do I start?

Which “thing” do I choose?

There are just. so. many. things.

I don’t know about you, but I struggle with a very serious case of “choice paralysis”. When I have too many options, I freeze up, have a micro panic, and then do nothing.

Because how could I possibly pick the best thing? And why would I pick anything at all, if it weren’t the “best thing?”

So I just pick no-thing.

-R