There's always something that rudely awakens us to the reality of age. The blank stare of the thirty-something at the office when I mentioned 'fiddling while Rome burns.' The moment I hesitated to use the words 'pay phone' to describe a telecom job on my resume. Or simply that slightly panicky feeling I've felt when I've left home without even a tiny tube of concealer in my makeup bag.
Some theorists suggest that this blurred boundary of work and life is a result of technology alone, but I have always felt it's caused by a number of inter-connected factors. Newspapers, social media and even our schooling help promote the need to be as good as or better than the next person. Whatever the cause, work has entered our whole lives.