The clock just struck midnight here.
And that means I'm 24 years old.
I can remember when I was a young boy.
Back when 24 was such a big number.
"It costs $24?"
"I have to wait 24 minutes?"
"There's 24 people there?"
Jeeze, what a party.
But as we get older, we come to grips with these monstrous numbers.
We start talking in millions.
And sometimes even gazillions.
And we forget how big of a number 24 is.
In fact, we forget how big any number is.
Because no number is ever big enough.
The pursuit of more is ingrained within us.
We chase things we don't need.
Things we don't even want.
And we don't know why we do it.
All we know is that they are more.
And more is better.
Until more is yours.
Then it's no longer more.
It just is.
But do we really want more?
I'm not convinced.
One thing I do know is this.
One more year is nothing to scoff at.
Statistics say I'm 1.25% closer to dying today than I was yesterday.
But I'm not afraid of dying.
I'm afraid of not living.
More precisely, I'm terrified that I'll pass through a life flooded with every conventional metric of success, yet devoid of the two I've set for myself.
Happiness and fulfillment.
And deep down, I think we all share in that fear.
So today I'm hoping you'll join me in something.
No, it's not a celebration of my existence.
It's a little bit of the opposite.
It's a celebration of yours.
Comment on this post with something that made you smile today.
Or if you're too shy, just Like it to stay in the loop with some other happy people.
But if you can't think of anything that's made you happy today, stop reading right now.
Turn off this screen.
And when you turn it back on and return to this, think about why that's true.
Really think about it.
And then think about this.
No one is responsible for your happiness but you.
So take a long look at you.
All of you.
And change whatever doesn't fit.
Do it now.
Because tomorrow is too late.
Tomorrow you won't be you anymore.
You'll be someone else.
And that's okay.
As long as you choose who that someone is.
There are 24 hours in a day.
How many are you spending on you?