Reflections on turning 30

a little bit of crazy 30 birthday

I turned 30 this weekend and it doesn’t really feel any different than 29 to be honest… Or even 25, which if you know me is the age I’ve chosen to stay for the last five years. It had to do with the fact that I could never remember my age when filling in forms or answering the question, “how old are you”. Deep down I firmly believe that age is just a number and you’re as old as you let yourself feel. The other day while having a wax, Claire the lady who does my waxes was asking me […]

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