Rolling right along.

I'm down to 20-something of my last days before my fortieth birthday. It's a little bit weird, strange-feeling, and a tiny bit sad all at the same time. I'm staying productive but I think I could stand to be a bit more focused. I am saddened by my lack of a significant relationship in my life despite my abundance of so many other good things... maybe because of said abundance. I don't get to share my life with the woman I will build my future with. It might be a little strange to be feeling the tick of time in this way since I expect to have so much life ahead of me... but I don't enjoy being solo guy nonetheless. Life is good, though. I shouldn't really complain. I should be honest and if I do complain that's fine, too. That's all just part of the emotional scenery, I suppose.