“There is optimism and there is delusion…”

That is how Frankie has recently expressed his discontentment with the Brown government and the current state of British politics… Should Gordon throw the towel? Many think he should! But where should one draw the line and give up the fight? In the end, the world belongs to those who fight for what they believe in/is theirs!

This same matter of fact attitude is the one I am trying to embrace…

My life is not undergoing some en masse expression of non-confidence. I am simply approaching the often dreaded 3-0! Trying to embrace all that comes my way, “good” and “not so good”. At times even experiencing things a bit later than most, but with a clearer idea of what I (think) want to get out of it…. Then again, it could be the delusion striking!

But why dread the passage of time? The years pass to the rhythm of friends made… I met Nicolas when I was 8 and I must admit a crush which lasted for quite some time. Carolina entered my life when I was 13 and although there was a estrangement that lasted the better part of 10 years I can now attribute that to the impetuous and rash nature of adolescence. Julien and I met in a physics lab when we were 13… both of us with spectacles larger than our phases! ‘Loulou’ and ‘Tchoutchou’ are like the sisters I never had, although we only met during our last year of high school –over 12 years ago! More recently, there’s been Paul and Felicity whom I met during my MA – gosh that was five years ago already! Then there’s Julie, who made the Greenpeace experience interesting and enjoyable! Angie and Domitille are part of what has made the second London experience worthwhile! And how would I pass my work days without Frankie to amuse me? Although I am sure he’d say o am the one doing the amusing!

You can see why I cannot see 30 as a dreaded burden imposed on me? More like a treasure chest that keeps growing... I guess it comes down to a matter of perspective!

So, I feel I am finally coming of age… ok I may be 30 is not a common age to come of age but somethings you can't rush: all things come in good time!

All I can say is that I feel enthused about life! First 29 years and 9 months have been sweet! Why would it change? …

I feel so free that there are days where I wonder if I am not deluding myself. Maybe it has not hit me yet… I guess we’ll see in three months time! I can still pretend I am a sail boat anchoring at a port for a while before the next great adventure comes along… it may be a year or so before the winds effectively pick up! And why not try to conquer myself and discover the world?