Last weekend I turned 30 years old.
Growing older has never really frustrated me, but now for the first time there's a dominant feeling of genuine surprise: how the hell did I get old so quickly?
I mean, 30, really? Thirty!
Up to an age of... I don't know, 23 or 24, time seemed to pass naturally. Childhood, highschool, first girlfriend, first sex, university, Master's degree... you know? A year was a year, and things progressed.
Then, a blink of an eye, and here we are.
It'd be an understatement to say that my life at thirty didn't turn out the way I expected. That's not necessarily only a bad thing, but in the words of David Byrne: "Where is that large automobile?" Et cetera.
But on we go.
March 14, 2008
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I'll turn 30 later this year. I do believe life gets better when you get older. At least it gets less confusing, which is my world is almost synonymous to better.
But I know what you mean about the suddenness of turning 30. It feels not me. When I realise my youngest sister will turn 26 next month, it almost feels like she's older than me.
A belated happy birthday though. :)
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