The last few days I’ve been soberingly considering the fact that I’m nearly 25 years old. I’ve always been ‘the youngest’ and always FELT ‘the youngest’ and in the last few days I’m staring to simply not feel…. the youngest? A strange idea but there’s no way else to describe it.
The encouraging thing is that tonight I remembered that you can never be too old to use a well placed, ‘Your mom…’ joke.