Big changes in my life coming soon.
Everest, for one.
A move, for two.
Also, a birthday. I'm gonna be 32. I've been dying to be this age for a while now, and here it comes next week. Why??
Well, I'm finally escaping that twin-prime disaster portion of my life. 29-31 was probably the hardest, most fun, but fucking hardest, chunk of my life. And I blame it on those fucking twin primes 29 and 31 and the stupid 30 that sits in between (although, yes, not a prime).
32 on the other hand, is absolutely beautiful: 2^5. Look at that. Just LOOK. AT. THAT. 2x2x2x2x2. What else can I say?
Anyways, I can't deny that after nearly a year in New York, living in the big city has impacted me in really creative ways. I feel like I'm more creative than I've ever been. I used to think that the memory world was something that made me creative beyond anything else (and don't get me wrong, it has), but man....this city...It's just given me so many ideas. So much life. It's awesome.
I'm always about making life memorable.
That's what it comes down to. I don't care if I can memorize a deck of cards in under 30 seconds, or win a championship, or teach someone else memory techniques, or give speeches for a living. Don't care. Above all else I care about living a memorable life. And I think teaching others or inspiring others to do the same has really always been my mission. Because hey, if you're not making life memorable then you aren't doing shit.
I've got a big project idea and I've been hesitant about it, but I think I'm gonna make it happen.
Because why the fuck not.