If I sang out of tune
Today, I am 26 years and one day old. Officially over the “quarter-life crisis”phase of my life and finally feeling more like an adult. My brother said it best when he said in his message to me: “ooh the 2nd half of the twenties, spending power and maturity of thought! the best years.” Cue the theme song from The Wonder Years.
I am off to Bali for the weekend and now face a rather trifling and yet no-less-puzzling question – what to wear? Oh life.