I was reading today and a thing I read reminded me of something from a while back.

When I was trying to decide whether or not to go to Graduate school, I kept thinking how old I’d be when I finished, and it just sort of seemed ridiculous. Then I had the thought that I was going to be the same age at that later point in my life whether or not I went back to school. It was like a lightbulb went off. Either way, I’d be the same age, but by choosing school, I’d be that age with a Masters degree. Suddenly my choice became clear.

I have some choices I’ve been facing lately. I’m not going to put them off based on age anymore.