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29… holygeeze. 29? When did life pass me by?  Wasn’t I 23 yesterday?  I know to those older than me this, I’m sure, is funny because I know I’m not old. But I just feel disconnected from my age.  I have honestly told people the wrong age because I forgot I was another year older.  My age number has been a little more of a focus for me off and on as the number 30 is looming in the very near future I realize I’m not quite where I had once expected to be at the ripe ol’ age of 30.  Unmarried, dead-end job, and about to be moving back in with my parents.  I think maybe I feel so disconnected because I have decided to go back to school.  I guess I’ll see how I feel at the first of the year once everything gets rollin’.