This is my last day in my 20s. Is that a milestone? I always find thinking of age as an achievement to be bizarre, as the years come and go whether you actually do anything with your time or not.

Looking back on my 20s, and ahead to my 30s, I don’t really think much of my life strategy has changed. Perhaps that is a red flag of immaturity, but I always have and still do think the goal of life is to bust seams.