Now, while that may not really be so old in the general scheme of things, I gotta tell you, my life at 35 (almost) is not really where I thought it would be when I was 25(ish).
That's not to complain about my life. It's good. I spent a year and a half of it being unemployed and getting to know myself and my neighborhood and my neighbors. I have friends who, every single day, surprise and amaze me. I have a (newish) job in a growing field, where I'm constantly learning, having to stay on my toes and working with some of the most interesting and creative people I've met.
But it's a life that is very different than the one I'd imagined for myself.
There are a few pieces that still need to fall into place. They're the pieces that can't be forced. The ones one has to sit back and wait for, maybe giving a little nudge here and there. But definitely the one that cannot be forced. And this, dear readers, for your impatient MatchGirl, is the most difficult part of the journey...