About a year ago, I was sitting at The Cup in Boulder Colorado with my new friend Jess. We were people watching, just hanging out, and getting to know each other. At the time, I probably didn’t even contemplate leaving Colorado. I was happy. A year later, I’ve been in New York for over six months. It’s kind of stunning to see how non-absolute mindsets are.

Last night, I was discussing with Sarah about age and mindsets. Sarah is turning 25 on Thursday. She said she realizes that age doesn’t mean anything and with that, we started to discuss age v. experience, conversations with our “past self” and growing older. This blog is sometimes nice to use as a reference, to have conversations with my “past self.” For instance, slightly over a year ago on May 12, 2009, I wrote about my future wife, a friend of mine who I wasn’t dating. A year later, I am dating Alana and the idea that that post could be prophetic excites me. Then, when you examine the very next post about clearing clutter from my life, I realize I did NONE of those things – my DVD collection actually making the voyage out to New York City.

As I plan my future, I realize that none of it can be predicated. Even when things turn out to be prophetic, it’s more a mixture of luck and circumstance than actual foresight. I know that a year from now, I will probably not be in the same spot as I am today. Even if I happen to be sitting in the same corner table, in the back of The Bean Coffee shop in the East Village, I won’t be in the same spot. A year older. A year more experienced. I’ll look back on this blog post and probably laugh and how incorrect I really am….