In mere weeks I’ll say hello to the “Dirty 30.”
I generally believe that any age that isn’t 18, 21 or 65 is arbitrary. But it’s fascinating that I’m hitting this landmark birthday right at a time when my life is going through significant changes.
Unsurprisingly, I’ve been thinking for some time about what it means to be “all growed up” and how I wish to tackle life going forward. All I have now is an inchoate mass of ideas that I think strike a good life balance, ever evolving though they are: