Birthdays that fall in the middle of exams… bah!
It creeps up, crafty, silent, vulpine, then strikes!
You work with youth, you love hanging out with kids, you still buy your clothes at fashionable places.
Face it brother, it is gone, any idea that you are still a “young adult” has been thrown out the door.
30 has struck. Where do I pick up some sensible pants, prescription glasses and heavy mortgages?
Or can I do it? Can I continue to convince myself that I am young.
Hmmm, I guess time will tell…. but time is running out.
Tim Goldsmith 