This won’t be my typical blog, but rather a “release of thoughts”. I honestly never think twice about job decisions or living locations but then spending a Sunday afternoon watching “Sex in the City” episodes NOT ONLY did I realize I am now in the “next age group box” but man…you seriously never know what the future holds. Not that I EVER thought I was one of the characters (of course if I had to choose who I was like it was always Charlotte) but wow it is ironic how certain cliches definitely exist.
- Single and 36 = something is wrong with you
- Moving into the “next age bracket”
- Getting over ghosts of your past
- do soul mates exist?