Define maturing. Is it when you finally place perspective on important things such as living, family and spirituality? Is it when you would rather go have a quiet dinner and drinks with one or two good friends as opposed to slamming drinks, rump-shakin' and picking up men in a crowded bar? Or is it simply what happens once you reach your 30s? I have been looking forward to my 30s. You heard me right. I guess I'm thinking that when I'm in my 30s, I will have all the answers to my questions, or at least not have so many to worry about. Hopefully, I will be married and maybe a child or two, so I won't have to worry about going out and (heaven forbid!) returning home alone. I will own a home, so I won't have to worry about getting my security deposit back if I don't scrub the bathtub and shower to those ungodly and impossible cleaning specifications. (they always get me on that!). I will most assuredly continue to grow more attractive and sexy as I age, right? (another ego thing. laugh, will ya!) And most importantly, I will know what it was like to be in my 20s. This seems a great advantage because while still in my 20s, I have no idea how it feels to be 30. A friend pointed that out once and it made so much sense. This tidbit comes from yet another lunch with Lathen. He said some things that were obviously true signs he is growing up and maturing. When I pointed this out to him, he wondered when this all happened and how the hell it happened so fast. One never knows, do one?