Life has a funny way of working out at just the right time, doesn't it? Nearly eight weeks ago I wrote a blog post titled Why am I sad about turning 25? which perfectly described the anxiety I was facing while approaching my quarter-life-crisis. At the time I was jobless, after having spent four months… Continue reading The next chapter
As I sit here, typing away on the eve of my 25th birthday, I can't help but feel a deep sense of apprehension and disappointment. While I've never really been a fan of my birthday and getting older, this one hits differently for some reason. What is it about this specific age and milestone which… Continue reading Why am I sad about turning 25?