Advancing in years.





So those three decades happened.





Almost.





Next Saturday I’m turning 30. It’s a year of mystery, but not in a good way. It’s mysterious, but in a way where others find you perplexing: “You don’t have any children?”, “You aren’t married?”, “You’re still playing video games and reading comic books?” When I answer “yes” to all of the above I’m met with a familiar confused look.





I wish I had more answers at this junction. But, even if I’m on a faulty trajectory, an old adage still rings true: “See you on the other side, Ray.”