The annual letter

My English teacher once told me “What one person could say in three words – you say in ten”. I’m not sure if that was a compliment or not, but I agree that my writing style can be a little long-winded. I can’t help it – I like to describe – I’m fascinated by words and their meanings and take much delight in stringing them together in different combinations to create some semblance of a piece of writing. Also – this blog – it brings out the rambler in me. Everything I would normally say, or more likely think, I just put it down in words. I ramble at the best of times, babble when I’m nervous, murmur in my sleep and rant when I’m drunk or angry. So – it’s just me 😛 So now that I’m 29, I’m meant to be all mature and wise and grown up yeah? Fat chance of that. It’s weird the amount of people that came up to me yesterday that when I told them I was 29, reacted in a way that was quite hilarious. “You don’t LOOK 29!” Um, ok. I’m not sure if I’m meant to take that as a compliment to my youthful aging or an insult to my obvious immaturity. I got the idea from this lovely blog, who has the wonderful notion of writing a letter to your one-year-younger self, explaining with your one-year-older wisdom what they would learn in the upcoming year. I thought, I’d give this wisdom thing a crack. So here goes. Dear 28-year-old Sig, So…this might get awkward. In fact, it’ll get...