Turned 34 recently and realized I’ve officially become the "staring at my garden bed with a coffee" guy. When did this happen?
In my 20s, I thought backyard work was a chore. Now? Spending a Saturday fighting weeds, spacing out tomatoes, and planning a compost pile is my ultimate therapy.
No screen time, no work drama, just me, the dirt, and hoping my seeds actually sprout. My 22-year-old self would probably laugh at me, but I’ve never been happier.
Any other millennial guys here hit this exact milestone?