Quarter Mid-Life Crisis
For the last few years, Boatman has taken great pleasure in informing me that I am almost thirty. With only 11 sleeps till my 29th birthday, it seems to have reached fever pitch the last few days. It never bothered me too much; it was too far away to be considered worrisome, and there is no way I look like I’m nearly thirty, and I certainly don’t act like it. It’s easy to live in a little world of self denial where I am in my mid twenties forever. A couple of things have...
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