30th birthday
20 things learned in my 20s
It’s the final week of my 20s, y’all. I’m running down 30 like a lion runs down a gazelle, or, in the case of “The Lion King,” a wildebeest runs down Mufasa. [Wah, wah – killjoy.] Nothing against the 20s, but can everyone agree that they are some weird years? Don’t get me wrong, the…