I can't wait for my 30th birthday so it can be done and over with. I'm in great shape, living my life, and enjoying it for the first time in years. I wouldn't trade the experiences and people I've met in my lifetime for the world. I do have my "should ofs", "what ifs", and regrets, but that's in the past.
I think when I was 28, I really took time to re-evaluate myself and what I meant to the people around me. I was basically off to a late start with college...it took me 10 years to get a degree. All the while, I was still living in my hometown that I was living in for the majority of my life and I felt that in order to truly grow as an individual, I had to leave. I did, and it makes me wish I did things differently in my life and wasn't so lazy.
It really hit me when I was at my first "real" job in Manhattan that I had been sleeping when I felt like one of the oldest employees at 28. Everyone there was atleast 22 on average. But when I was living in Pittsburgh on my own at 22, opportunities like that just seemed so out of reach...especially without a degree.
So, I can't fight father time or curse it. Things happen for a reason. I would of liked to of done things differently, but seeing as how young I was and still learning about the world, and people, and myself I couldn't of done things the way I would of liked to now.
Plus, I don't consider myself "old" at all. I'm still young at heart and connected to that soul and spirit that defined me then now.