Today is the last day of my thirties. How did I get here so fast? Wasn't I just trying to figure out the roller coaster of a 17-year-old life yesterday?
(Now I understand how my parents feel. My mom will tell she just got back from her honeymoon and now her fifth child, her baby, is forty. It's not possible. I have no doubt someday I will feel exactly the same about the Agents.)
I'm certain my life so far is not what I imagined, but . . .
Does anyone really end up where they expect? (And if we did, how uninspiring would that be?)
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