Gettin’ on a bit…

Not to sound dramatic or anything, but turning 30 is the worst thing that could happen to anyone, anywhere.

Ok, maybe that does sound a bit dramatic.

Turning 30 isn’t as bad as, say, war. Or famine. Or, y’know, dying. But it’s still pretty bad.

The worst thing about it is that you start thinking. And not in a casually-pondering-while-taking-a-leisurely-walk sort of way, more in a desperate I’ve-been-alive-for-three-decades-and-accomplished-NOTHING kind of way.

Yup, you get to thirty and you start...