I am 30.
When did this happen? Was I sleeping? How did I get to be 30?
I don't feel old (which is good) and I am not really upset (which is better), but I am still curious that time seems to have taken a giant leap from 22 to 30. Okay, maybe frightened is a better word than curious. Because if it leaps like this for the next eight years, holy crap, I will almost be forty!
Ah well. At least I still look 17. Right? Right? Just smile and nod, damnit.