I spent a large portion of May and half of June this year dreading the big 3-0. I don't normally get hung up on things like that, especially since it's wholly out of my control but, for some reason, this one hit me a little harder than I expected.
And then I blinked. And it was October.
I was driving to work this morning wondering, as I do every year, where the summer went. And I started to think about everything that happened and all of a sudden it hit me: this was an AMAZING summer. I mean it--AMAZING. I packed more into this summer than possibly the last three.
And suddenly turning 30 doesn't matter.
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