I’ve always thought that 25 was a special age.

It represents the first quarter of life — the year that I would have a defined direction in life. While not everything is 100% certain, I’m grateful for the experiences I’ve had this year because they’ve helped clarify what I want out of life, provided me with the means to achieve those goals and most importantly, the hunger and desire to pursue them.

I celebrated my 24th birthday recently…it’s strange to think I’m now in my mid-twenties and so wanted to reflect on the past few years.