I just saw this on Tommey Walker’s site and it made me think, about my own mortality. Turning 30 this past weekend, I kept telling myself that it was just another day/year/decade, but it really took me by surprise and I was lost in the day, unlike all of the 20 something celebrations. My mother came to visit, we didn’t do anything wildly extravagant. We just talked about the past 30 years. It was different. I usually have a plan. I’ve tried to out do the last year, make a rare memory, take on the most legal risk possible…perhaps that has exhausted itself. Perhaps the world was far too accessible for me in my 20s.