3 years ago: I was running out of money, having last received a paycheck six months earlier, and still trying to cope with the death of my father.
6 years ago: I had just gotten out of debt (excepting college loans), and was making pretty damn good money.
9 years ago: I was hungover, and living with a whole brain (half of which has since moved to California, and was also hungover to my recollection).
12 years ago: I was flunking physics (my major) and taking Intro to Theatre with a bunch of weirdos - that I fell in love with.
15 years ago: I was eyeball deep in my parents' upcoming divorce and commuting 70 miles a day, each way, to high school (and no, it wasn't uphill both ways.)
18 years ago: I was pouring sodas for tourists and locals - mostly the latter - at a festival in the town where I grew up, and probably thinking about a girl named Paula.
21 years ago: I don't really remember, but I'm sure it involved going to school in a new pair of jeans and dreading the teacher I'd find there.
24 years ago: Again, I don't really remember, but I had just started attending a new school. In a new town. For the third consecutive year.
27 years ago: I can't even remember what state we lived in then.
30 years ago: I was on my way home - for the first time.