I lived my life one way for 35 years, for me. And then the focus came in on what I really was.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've lived the life of a 35-year-old since I was 18.
When I got to 40 or so... I had the sense when I looked back over my life I would actually see a mess of decisions, a few of which I had thought about, some of which I had sort of stumbled on, and many that I had no control over whatsoever.
Once I turned 35, I got the bonus of some wisdom and began to accept life on its own terms.
It seems the older you get, the more life comes into focus.
When I was about to turn 50, I went into a kind of personal revision and observed my own priorities and what led those priorities in my life. And many things that, in a way, were profound.
It's taken me longer still to realize what a short span there is between those life experiences and the rest of your life. That's a job for the people who lived through it.
Life changed at 40 for me, as predicted by my acting teacher when I was leaving college. I became more hirable and more interesting... I'm not sure why.
My childhood was endless - from eight to 18 felt like hundreds of years.
My legacy is that I stayed on course... from the beginning to the end, because I believed in something inside of me.
I've lived through what seems to most - and myself - many lives.