There are just nine weeks left until my 30th birthday. I think. I’ve never been very good at counting. In fact, it’s very possible I’m only 28.
In the run-up to the Big 3-0, and inspired by this girl, I’ve decided to write once a week on a lesson my 20s taught me. And there are a lot of them.
Come back tomorrow for the first of these unmissable, life-changing lessons, and please, for heaven’s sake, learn from my 20s, so that I will not have humiliated myself and made a thousand stupid mistakes in vain.
See you then!
Oh, also, if you haven’t answered my poll, go ahead and do that.
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