I can't have been the only child who thought about 30 year olds and imagined 'real' adults, with grown up jobs, homeowners (probably) and basically people who had their sh*t together all of the time. 30 seemed like a million years away and in the journey from child to thirty I thought that all of… Continue reading Turning 30 – and why it isn’t what I thought it would be
The Scenic Route to Sanity 