With the official countdown coming to a close of my 30th birthday, I feel as though I'm on the verge of something. That things are going to change - and in a big way. I've narrowed my pool of possible MFA schools to only those in Australia. I figure I've already done the UK thing and Australia rests better on conscious when I lie awake in bed at night.
This decision scares the hell out of me.
But in an effort to not put the cart before the horse, I'm trying to focus my energy on my portfolio because that is, after all, the most important component of my application. If they don't like my writing I'll be staying in Columbus for another year. Which also scares the hell out of me.
Australia aside, 30 is a big birthday. I'm leaving one decade behind and stepping over that line to the next one. I'm optimistic about my 30s. I leave my 20s feeling almost as bad and messed up as I did when I entered them, however I'm making a conscious decision to get it together. To stop living like I'm 21 and mature a little bit. This means cutting back on my alcohol consumption, staying away from smoking/smokers, exercising, eating well...to practice taking care of myself, something I've never been good at. If I continue down the path of bad habits the future looks bleak. When I think about what I could become, the future stretches out before me flooded with possibilities. Oh yes, a change is gonna come.
And as a matter of fact, Australia does tie into this personal change. I'm a creature of habit, a product of my environment. Take me out of that comfortable environment where it's so easy for me to be self-destructive and I'm an entirely different person.
One more thing, I've managed to knock off 18 items from my 30 before 30 list. Some just weren't physically possible, the others...well, they'll just carry over to the new 35 before 35 list.
