When I turned 20, my friends reminded me I was half way to 40. They forgot to mention 30. People often seem to forget 30, it’s the age at which you’re old, but not so old that people think of you as old. Your 30’s are the decade you can benefit from all the lessons you learned in your 20’s before you hit your 40’s and have a mid-life crisis, reverting back to the stupidities of your 20’s (just kidding). At 30 people respect your opinions and ideas just because of your age, you made it out of your 20’s so you must be doing something right. Only 3 years separate someone who is 28 from someone who is 31, yet the gulf between them seems so wide, whereas someone who is 38 seems equal to someone who is 41. The 20’s shouldn’t get too bad a rap however, it’s your 20’s that shape your adult life. If you can figure things out, work hard, stay out of trouble, and use the excuse of your youth to ask questions and charge heedlessly into the unknown, you can learn a lot and get ahead. Who you are when you enter your 20’s and who you are when you leave can be unrecognizable, hopefully in the positive sense.