“Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.”
- Jack Benny
Last Monday I celebrated my 29th birthday. Of course, the de facto question would be how it feels
to be twenty nine. I could respond with a complicated appraisal, but I’ve only
been twenty nine for about two days. So expectedly, it would be a hasty
generalization/ assessment if I pursue such an exposition.
Most would expect a rather lengthy post from me, replete with all
manners of arcane and obscure references. Or an ardently obsessive outpouring; accomplished
with enumerated and itemized interjections, gerunds and digressions. I would
have actually, out of habit, but for now I think candor would suffice.