Turning 30 is weird. First, because it means I’ve existed for three bloody decades, which… holy shit. Second, because it implies I am now “an adult” (in theory). Third, because it's been changing how I see things. Call it the prospect of starting to make some serious decisions that will impact life as I know it for the foreseeable future. Stuff like buy…
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