I don’t really post much on social media, so if I don’t see you regularly, you may not know what’s up. That might be for the better, or for the worse, not really sure yet. It’s not like I have a problem with social media or anything, I just don’t really use it as a medium of sharing. There’s the aspect of oversharing, but there is also the aspect of opportunity. Like I said before, it’s crazy to think that a perfect opportunity is just going to present itself and life will be better. Sure, these things can and do happen. But a wish placed on a shooting star only leaves you staring into empty space. And hope cast into a wishing well only deepens the pockets of the one who owns it.

But what if I own the well? Well, you don’t. If you did, it would be impossible to have these introspective thoughts. Sure, there may be an argument to be had about this, but that’s not the point. I’m not trying to be philosophical, I’m just blogging. What I mean by this is that putting yourself out there is a good start. This is me being honest with myself and reflecting on a grade 7 creative writing topic; the journey is in fact the destination.

Things happen but they don’t just happen, they just happen. I’m not saying I want to be a content creator, cool social media star, or a 5-star life coach mega-blogger, I’m saying that without taking any chances, how would anyone or more importantly, you, know.

There was a point in my life where I wanted to be a writer. I never expressed this to anyone or even said this out loud. In 2018, I came up with the title of a book, Open on Christmas. I wrote 8 pages of notes. It was the furthest thing from being fleshed out and in no way a Christmas book. The book focused on the adjective, noun and verb forms of the word ‘open’ and was about a guy who wanted to do things but didn’t. This turned out to be a metaphor.

Let’s get back on track here. Last year the theme was Interstellar, in a sense this was me saying: reach for the stars and land among the moons. This year it’s a different approach. Don’t just have beliefs and ideas about things, go do them.

Lately I’ve been caught in the LinkedIn trap. I’ll get a notification and instead of clicking it to clear the red circle, or ignoring it altogether, I’ll spend a good eight or nine minutes scrolling through the app.

Someone officially graduated from the MBA program at the Beedie School of Business at Simon Fraser University (with distinction).

Someone is excited to share that they’ve joined Bailey & Burke LLP as an Associate and are grateful for the support of so many mentors, professors, friends, and family.

Someone launched a startup called DoorPlate, an AI-powered logistics platform that solves the final few feet of food delivery by moving your meal from your front door to your plate.

These are objectively impressive things. And after seeing enough of those posts, you start to think: maybe I should do something big too. Not something huge. Not like overhauling sysops for the A.P. Møller – Mærsk Group. Just something that I could announce on LinkedIn with a photo, a heartfelt paragraph, and at least three uses of the word grateful.

So I thought about it for a bit and realized that lately I’ve become increasingly interested in one particular topic: aging. More specifically, aging and the social, psychological, and cognitive changes that come with it.

I started off Madness this year by saying I’m getting older. We all are. So, beginning in May 2026, I will be pursuing a new field of study: Gerontology.

No sorry, that was a typo.

Jaryntology.

The study of one man slowly figuring things out while simultaneously getting older. Ironically enough, this field of study was outlined in 1990 by a man that we all have come to know, Dr. Seuss.

Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
Any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.