Today I am thirty! Yikes!
I’ve been a little distracted of late. . .all along I thought I was ready. . .and then the day slowly arrived I began to dread it. It’s not that I can’t handle turning thirty or that I think I am super old now. . .it’s just that I don’t feel thirty.
It seems like at thirty. . .I should be, I don’t know, an adult? But that doesn’t sound like fun!
The thirties are the new twenties right? Or is that just what they say to 30-year olds?