Thirty!

arriving/beginning

Dear Friends,

This week, I turn thirty. I don’t have any big, existential feelings about it. If anything, I feel relief, to have made it this far— to have survived my twenties. I don’t think this is often talked about, but for so many people I know, their twenties were a tumultuous, desolate time. Being sent across a desert without a map. I had it pretty…