"Almost Thirty" is for everyone who (is like me) is scared of growing older, but facing the fears anyway. It's giving "Dear Diary" but like minus the unimaginable trauma-yeah, that's how much I love you...
I've learned that misery has a way of making itself at home in your body. It settles in the joints. Wraps itself around your memories like fog. And before you know it, you can't tell the difference between pain and personality. You're just one misfortune away from crumbling down into extinction. But the woman I'm becoming knows when to walk away from tables where the cost of admission is pieces of her soul.
