Dealing with being a "twenty something".
― So the time has come. The time has literally come when I call myself a "twenty something". Just had my first reality check when I asked someone how old they were and they replied by saying "twenty something". It occurred to me that it was time to hide my age with vague replies, shove it under the mat, under the bed where all scary things reside. ∙ Until now I never really understood the whole hype that comes with women hiding their age or much worse lying about it. As a teenager I always [...].
