I was 35. ✨😍

35 is the "middle of the song" of life. 🎧

It's not the opening verse that's super excited, and it's not the ending verse yet, it's the moment that starts listening to yourself more clearly.

The pace of life at 35 is usually like this.

Job: I didn't ask if I was good.

But ask if it's worth it. What are you tired of?

Many people want to be stable, or they want to be masters.

Money: Understand the word "reassuring" rather than "boastable."

Start thinking about keeping emergencies, about the future rather than buying because you want to.

Love / people around:

Choose a relationship, choose to talk, do not force, do not endure for anyone who does not see

You can be alone, but if anyone comes in, you have to make life better.

Myself:

Beginning to know the limitations of body and mind.

No longer competing with anyone. Competing with "myself yesterday."

Dream:

Not a floating big dream, but a real dream.

And began to dare to ask myself directly:

"When will you start now?"

Brief summary

35 is not slow, not old.

But it's age to "know the rhythm itself."

And if you slow down, but steady up, that's on the right track.