35 doesn’t seem like much of a milestone but I guess it is really. Half of my allotted 3 score and 10 years. No longer can I tick the 25 to 34 tick box on a survey or questionnaire. Officially I am no longer a ‘young’ person and therefore neglected by fashion and industry alike. Each birthday does make me feel nostalgic and think about my life. Whatever happened to Texan bars and white dog poo? Maybe there was a correlation between those.
Watching my two children grow and do things that I can half remember doing, makes me feel that life is going too quickly.