When the Rose Colored Glasses Came Off
I felt old the other night. I hate feeling old. For so long, I’ve just felt eternally in my mid-twenties, but that era is quickly coming to an end. I think the realization began a few weeks ago. I was studying at Vessel, and I overheard a conversation of two college-aged girls behind me (let’s… Continue reading When the Rose Colored Glasses Came Off