I’m twenty-five today! Being closer to thirty than I am to twenty is really bumming me out! Not because I’m afraid of being old, because I’m not – life seems to grow sweeter as the time goes by. It’s just that being closer to twenty than I was to thirty felt like the safety net in which I could let all of my dreams fall. There have been a lot of moments when I said, “Oh! It’s okay that I haven’t done this yet because I’m not even twenty-five!”. The safety net is gone, although my mother-in-law did point out that I can just start saying, “Oh! I’m not event thirty yet!” – haha.