On Adulthood, (part two).

I wish someone had told me a decade ago to never stop hustlin’ or at the very least working towards something. I remember being at the precipice of my college graduation without much conception of adulthood or the criteria by which I would define it. For the first couple of decades of my life there was school, year in and year out, with its sequential markers of ordered progress. Ever since the stability of scholastic structure dissipated, with trips to and from graduate school mixed in, there has been a certain sense of, “now what, and what for,” that have circulated in the old thought box.

Now that the steadiness has returned to my life, mostly due to the gig at Wholefoods, there are things I do find myself wanting for myself. In no particular order here goes a short list of goals, 1) to be debt-free, whether that means filing for bankruptcy, getting or jeopardy, or both 2) to secure my name on the deed of a condo, most likely in Atlanta 3) to get the necessary dental work done to bring back the good old smile