Tomorrow, I turn 30.
In my 20s, I worked many jobs, got married, adopted cats, threw a rave, lived in Philly, Boston, and Springfield, graduated college, got a Masters degree, got a real job, made friends, lost friends, been to weddings, and been to a funeral.
My 20s have been intense.
My 30s have a lot of potential.
I go into them with a little trepidation, but with some serious self-esteem and a lot of personal flair.