i am 30 years old.
this really feels odd. work is more demanding than ever, and it is eating into my life more than i ever expected. i don’t like it, and i don’t know if i can ever find a way out.
i have been married for a year, and i have to say that’s the best thing that has happened to me last year. it is comforting to remember that i will always have someone to lean on, to talk to, to bitch to. it kept me going, and made everything so much easier.
happy birthday to myself; happy anniversary to us.
oh, and congrats to my friend in beijing who recently got married. best move in your life so far.