Tonight I turned in a request to be part of a new project being produced in 2010, called the3six5.

Essentially, the project is a sort of daily journal that will be kept by 365 different people, describing what their life was like on a particular, scheduled day. I requested February 28 because that will be my 35th birthday.

Here’s my pitch to be included for the project:

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If possible, I’d like to write about February 28, 2010. On that day I’ll be turning 35 years old. According to the U.S. Census, I will officially be Middle Aged. I’ll be the same age that Dante was when he traveled through Hell. To most of the world, I will be, without question, an adult.

By the age of 35, I’m supposed to have a solid career. It’s not a matter of “What do I want to be when I’m grown up?” because I am grown up. And yet, I’m struggling in my life right now to figure out what comes next. I make maps for a living, but I have an English degree. From 8-5 every day, I’m the voice on the other end of the phone when a rural electric cooperative employee calls in, because they can’t get their computer software to work. But at night, I’m writing articles that are being reprinted by CNN.com, The Wall Street Journal, and now I’m starting to get into magazines. Where do I go from here? Is it possible to make the jump from one career to another? What about my stay-at-home wife? What about our 2-year old daughter? What about our health insurance? Our mortgage payment? Our mounting credit card debt? But more importantly, what about our happiness?

I’m supposed to have all of this figured out by February 28, 2010. But I know I won’t. My mid-life crisis is going to be of a very different sort.

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Hopefully they’ll think that’s a bit of a unique perspective on the day. Considering it’s already going to be a day of thought and reflection for me, I think I’ll have a pretty good insight on the day in question.

I’ll let you know what they say.