On my 30th birthday, I had a strong feeling that I’d reached a mid-point in my life (or was it a third? Can’t remember clearly). I’ve changed country (came to the US), or – better yet – civilization, the youth was behind me, a really boring and tedious part of my life had just begun. I’m not sure whether that was the consequence of my coming to the US, or it would happen anyhow.
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