The year of selfishness

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about life and the world. It’s been nothing existential or anything that’s causing this, but it really dawned on me the last few weeks that while I’m not “old” by any means, I’m also no longer “young”.

At 33, I’m entering my middle ages of life and looking to start a family in 2024. I’m more concerned about getting proper sleep this weekend rather than figuring out weekend plans with friends. At the same time, I have no kids or things bogging me down so I can still go on that spur of the moment weekend trip.

I’m also at the point where time is still moving a bit slow meaning that I don’t have kids yet and my schedule isn’t as hectic. I can still be selfish and take a lot more risks than I would when I do have kids. But I also know that time is coming to an end soon if we are lucky.

For that reason, I’m vowing 2024 to be the year of being selfish. Sophia and I will continue to travel and do things that make us happy. For myself, I plan on using 2024 as a year of exploration professionally. I’m still with Secfi on the long-haul, but if there was a time to start a side business or take a risk investing in something, now is the time.

I don’t know what will come out of it. Maybe nothing, but I’d be silly not to take advantage of this time.