My girlfriend’s grandfather wrote an autobiography of his life. It’s printed on standard printer paper, spiral-bound and not very fancy: using simple words when simple words were needed. He was one of the first asians to attend and graduate Harvard University. He never learned to swim and consequently it took him hours to pass his compulsory swim test before they would give him his diploma. I never got the chance to meet him. But it chronicled a lifetime full of achievement. It got me thinking about my own accomplishments, and more importantly, my own experiences.
To paraphrase Rob Honeycutt, did I still have the excitement of youth; big eyes ready to drink it all in?
In September I visited my family and ate good BBQ in Austin, took the Boba Guys team out bowling, recognized that Biddenly was growing beyond what I could offer, worked with IDEO on rebranding Timbuk2, watched Charles Bradley sing his heart out, started preliminary research and development on a yoga product, went into escrow on a 2nd Boba Guys location, visited Virginia for the first time for a wedding, and in between dancing and oysters was able to sneak out and ride a bicycle along lonely and dark streets, to enjoy the wind on my face.