There comes a time in everyone's life when you have to sit up and smell the coffee / roses / epoisse. Whether that relates to your work or home life, it happens. The realisation that you cannot continue to behave in a certain way, or that you have to knuckle down, pull your socks up and essentially start behaving like a responsible adult.
I believe some people are blessed with this skill from an early age. I have friends that I've known for years that have always been 'level headed' or been certain in their ability and goals. They've worked really hard and achieved.
For others that turning point may come a little later. Maybe after college or university, in their first job or relationship. I've seen it happen. They're essentially noticing that they've hit an age, gained a few extra responsibilities - maybe a car or an apartment or a 'proper' job, and they have made noticeable changes to accommodate the maturity.
This is a natural process for many, most even.
Then there are some others, late comers to the club. Those that have ridden the wave of immaturity since their teens and refused to get out of the sea of denial (NOT De Nile). Even though their shitty surfboard from 1994 is all broken and splintered and their mothers and fathers are calling from the shoreline. Waving a desperate flag of hope in their reckless child's direction, hoping they notice.
I am of the latter category.
I shan't go on too much about it but it has happened.
I feel largely positive about this.
I hope I don't lose momentum too quickly.
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