As I approach the ripe old age of 30, I can't help but notice some patterns forming in the people around me. If our twenties was the time to figure out what we what from life, it seems to me like our thirties is the time to give up on what we want from life. Yeesh, heavy stuff. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that you have to pick something in your twenties and stick to it no matter what. But there's a difference between your dreams evolving and changing as you grow,