I’m 27 tomorrow. Whilst I know that’s not old. At all. I still don’t want to grow up. Being 27 in London is like 22 everywhere else. There’s still no rush to settle and get married, be top of your career or think about babies. In London, everything’s slower…even though the speed of living is ACTUALLY faster. Crazy right?! I don’t even feel 27. Not that I know what that should feel like. But I still feel like I’m in my early twenties. Especially now I love my job. I’m just living life. Making the most of every opportunity and…