 | | 21/02/2017 14:53
Sur le blog This Time Tomorrow
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When you were growing up, did you ever have an “age” in mind that you felt your life would just be figured out by? Life would make sense. Everything in its place. The path you’d be on would be paved but exciting and full of turns and you knew where it was headed. For me, that age was 31. I’m not sure why I settled on it ultimately — perhaps it was the age of a character in a book I had been reading at the time. Perhaps 30 felt like too even or round of a number. Perhaps as a 15 year old, 31 seemed so far off and so foreign and so, well, OLD.
Well, this past weekend I turned 31. And when I woke up, I don’t know if I felt...
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