Thirty is the new 20, or so they say. I turned 31 a month ago, and I find this saying a bit hard to believe. Especially when my eyes get heavy at 9:45 p.m. and I call Selena Gomez fans "kids."
Here's the truth: If I were given the chance to sweep a decade under the rug and be younger, I wouldn't take it. I like my age. I like the places it has taken me and the place I am now, two full decades into my life.