I’m at less than a month to enter my 30s. For a lot of people that could mean start buying anti-ageing creams, and start saving for Botox and liposuction treatments, or any other middle age crisis symptoms that you can imagine. Not for me, I find that too superficial.
Although your 30s are not, considering the life expectancy, really the middle of your life, they are the middle of your productive life, and the end of your youth in social patterns. You’re not longer a young adult,
I'm back in London after a 3 week holiday in Mexico. So now 2010 starts officially for me.
I was very happy to see my family and friends back there, but somehow I felt like a visitor, their lives go on in a separate way now... but oddly enough, I don't feel like I'm back home. Even when I love my flat, to have my own space, my job, and I also love London and this country, the feeling of get going out of the arrivals gate and knowing that no one is expecting me gives me this awkward
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