I was recently scrolling through Instagram, not paying much attention – there’s only so many pictures of people in well-coordinated outfits posing in front of European tourist attractions that I can care to appreciate.

But then, out of nowhere, up pops an ad saying, “If you’re 23, read this,” in big block letters – surely just a scam trying to sell me something I surmise… before reading it anyway.

Of course I was right, it was an advert for life insurance. So, as I’m swiping through the small squares of information explaining how I can save for retirement or help pay for my funeral I start to wonder, ‘Have I lived enough to warrant the need for life insurance?’.

At 23, to be honest, I don’t feel any more grown up than I did when I turned 18.

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