Time doesn’t just fly. . .

. . . it seems to travel exclusively in warp-speed. 157 days have already passed since I casually passed through a life-checkpoint that regularly pitches scads of people into a significant existential crisis (if my anecdotal observations can be generalized). That’s right. On December 24th of 2016: I turned 30.     [source] For whatever reason, aside from feeling slightly moreContinue reading “Time doesn’t just fly. . .”