What it means to be 30

Someone suggested for me to blog about what it feels like to be turning 30 since I'm so bored and all. If I were given a chance to turn back the clock, I would want to go back to the time when I was a toddler. Life was so easy and hey it's always great to be doted upon. You can be as naive as you want and it will be okay. The world seems to be such an innocent and safe place to live in. Check out this smile, I am not sure if I can replicate it quite as often as I would like to these days.

Looking back a decade ago, turning 20, it was a totally different feeling. It was full of excitement, the idea that I will be a year closer to be at the legal age of alcohol, clubbing and other adult stuff. But now turning 30 it just seems that I have all these big 30 decisions, life changing decisions to make and to be quite honest, it's scaring the shit out of me. I'm sure 10 years on when I'm 40 and look back to this moment, it would probably be nothing but at the moment... feeling overwhelmed.

On the bright side, I do enjoy the perks of being 30. I'm financially independent, have a roof above my head, food to keep me from being hungry; good friends/family to eat my meals with, to share my joy/sorrow with, live comfortably in a part of the world where golf is not only for the rich & privileged. What more can I ask for? Or one would say, I should always ask for more, except I might not always like the answer.

What I really want to achieve in the coming year leading up to my 31st is to be happy. Sounds simple but is it that easy? I want happiness, a smile on my face like in the old photo more than 2.5 decades ago.