“I think the president owes black people more than this. In the 2012 election, the black community voted at a higher rate than any other ethnic community in the country. Their vote went almost entirely to Barack Obama. They did this despite a concerted effort to keep them from voting, and they deserve more than a sermon. Perhaps they cannot practically receive targeted policy. But surely they have earned something more than targeted scorn.”
I just turned 25.
Every year somebody always asks, “What does [insert age] feel like? You feel any different?”
Last year, like every other, my answer was,”Nah, 24 feels just like 23.”
Even though it’s only been two days into my 26th year, I can already feel that something’s changed.
This time, the answer to that question is yes.
I’m a grown ass man.
…but I don’t feel it. I still feel like a kid. I know that I’ve never been smarter - but at the same time I realize that I really don’t know shit.
The most valuable lesson that I learned this year is that TIME is exponentially more valuable than MONEY.
You can’t buy it.
You cant borrow it.
You can’t slow it down.
…and to think I used to want to “kill time.” I wouldn’t dare ‘kill time’ at this point.
Everybody is living for something. We just gotta find out what it is.
I admire the people that I see that are working towards living their passion, Vickie, Danny, Chris, Dave, Jamroc, Jacobe, Treon & others. They have their ‘life project’ and each day they are chasing their dreams.
Living with no passion ensures a sad death. I’ve died many times in my dreams and each time - whether abrupt or slow - I spend my last moments cycling through my most vivid memories.
I want as many memories as possible.
I have one goal this year. Find my passion. I know I’m close. I think the key to finding your passion is soaking up as much knowledge and experience to weed out the things I don’t want to spend my time doing.
Of course that’s easier said than done.
Just like everything else in life.