By Melainne Chiew
Photo courtesy: Badger W.
Almost tried to pretend it wasn’t coming.
Foolishly left the calendar page at ‘January’ as if doing so would sufficiently repress all memory of an approaching fact. The age I’ve been dreading for the longest time. Especially when you soon realise you’ve hit the first quarter of your personal life expectancy. Like a mid-life crisis, except mine’s a quarter life crisis.