Today is my 34th birthday and though 34 isn’t a “significant” number like 21, 30, or 40, this one feels important and really different to me.

Maybe I’m just a little more mature, though my actions going out in DC later tonight might prove different.

Maybe I’m just getting old, like my ankles, wrists, and back are telling me.

Maybe it’s because I’m now engaged to be married to my beautiful fiancee (never did that before!).

Maybe it’s because I read this blog post by Brad Feld this morning. Which made me think about all of the life changes that are coming soon (more about this at a later date).

Regardless, this one feels different. Good, but different.

Eh, I’m probably just getting old.