Being well and truly in my mid thirties is a rather terrifying thought.  I think it’s the same for any decade… That mid way point to the next milestone that sends shudders up your spine.  There’s certainly something wonderful that comes with every decade.  In my twenties it was fiercely career and life milestone led… Couldn’t wait to find someone and settle down, climb that property ladder like snake up a trouser leg and start a family. Basically hitting all those life milestones that society say you should hit.