
Of course, once it ended, I ran straight to my bathroom mirror and inspected my face for lines. And immediately doused myself in lotion and anti-aging skin cream. And practiced looking incredulous without moving my forehead.
Marriages and mortgages and babies... oy vey. As I inch closer to 30 and further away from pulling all-nighters (at the bar) some things are becoming much more clear and others are still a big question mark. This is my journey from a 20-something single gal to a semi-settled down 30 year old.
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