It hit me hard over the last couple of days that in less than a month, I will turn 30. That's right, THIRTY YEARS OLD!
Deep breath, ..nothing to get concerned over, ..just another date on the calendar... *slowly hyperventilate*
Haha, I'm not really the kind to get worried about this sort of thing. Getting old -- as my Dad would say -- is better than the alternative; dying young. It's just that for five minutes there, I considered obsessing over it... or something.
Someday soon, perhaps, I will finally have a good idea what it is that I want to do once I grow up. Besides holding out all hope for Luke Skywalker's job, that is! Now, someone help me find the keys to my T-16 Skyhopper.