30 Before 30

Over the next 90(ish) days, before the sand runs out in the hourglass that is my 20s, I’m going to try to have one last hurrah with those carefree, slightly irresponsible things only a 20-something can excuse, all while taking baby steps toward becoming, you know, like, a real, live, grown up.

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Identity

When he said it, I forced a laugh. It was a balmy afternoon, and as we settled into our chairs in the small office, I knew he was just trying to be funny. It was supposed to be a joke. But I’d learned years before to let jokes like that just disappear into the cracks in the walls.

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