justanotherjames

As I sit here...staring down thirty...I wonder where I went wrong, insofar as, the standard growing up timeline. Granted I was the youngest and the only boy, but I look at my peers what with wives and/or committed partners. My sister who is three years older than me was married for damn near five years when she was my age. Granted she's a much more affable person than I am, I'm a bit of an acquired taste as people enjoying my company. I feel like I'm behind the curve here and as a bit of an overachiever this is bothersome to me. I don't know...