At some point in the black of night last night, while I slept, I turned 31. And now that’s it. The Rubicon has been crossed. It’s now impossible to even semi-pretend to myself that I’m still in my twenties. The fourth decade is well underway. And, you know, whatever. It’s fine. I’m cool. Age is arbitrary innit? It’s all good. I’m good.
Anyway, just like most people stuck in the cultural crossroads between Czech and English, I’m gonna go and continue that sacred and age-old birthday ritual now.
In my absence, please enjoy this Reddit thread about childhood rituals that people have carried through into adulthood. You can check out the full thread here, but below are some highlights:
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