One month left until the age 29 leaves me forever, it is a sad feeling with a sense of happiness. It is in fact me who leaves this age behind, to banish in the clusters of past years. I metamorphose to the age of 30, regretting things that I haven't achieved yet. What's this? I cease and rotate my intergalactic plane of thought, radaring in on the things that I have fulfilled so far. I'm winning not losing. It takes commitment, drive and focus, I have all this and more. I'm unique, I can only get better and better, you just see if I don't, I can't wait till I'm 30!
