This is the last day of my twenties.

I'm not sure how I feel about it, if anything. On the one hand, it's not really a big deal, because I don't really make a big deal out of birthdays. I like to acknowledge them by doing something special for myself, and this year was a big something special, but that's more using it as an excuse for doing something I wanted to do anyway. Or maybe it's more like, I like to make a big deal out of my birthday, but I don't like other people making a big deal out of my birthday.

Now that I think about it, that's exactly it. I couldn't tell you why, other than I dislike being the center of attention.

I am looking forward to my thirties. Looking back over the last decade, I have grown up so much, and I am rather comfortable with the person I have become. I feel prepared to tackle the next decade, ready to handle new challenges and excited to see what is to come.