At age 30, you're older than 42 percent of Americans.
Yeah. Sooooo, yeah.
Not sure what it is about the number 30 that has me so freaked out, but it does. I am NOT pleased about turning 30. I think in some ways I relate the line between idealism and practicality with 30. Like it's a statement about who you are. Or a report on the difference in who you ARE and who you SHOULD be by now.
Anyway... I'll probably spend the whole day sobbing and yearning for a drink, but whatever.
30.
Thirty.
3-0.
Dear Lord... help me.
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