I received a text from a friend this afternoon that made me think about a constant trope that I feel anytime I’m at my peak happiest. So, when will this all end? I’m a lover who lets herself follow passionate feelings without much thought for the societal pressures of timelines, checkboxes, or, alas, employment. As I am now, I fear nearing 30; these dec…
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