Don't get me wrong. 31 has been great. My Year of Shakespeare. One comedy, one tragedy. One play to span late spring and early summer. One to urge me bloody-handed into fall
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Is it the Internet that encourages introspection? From what I recall, when I was in my early 30s, I was pretty sure the world would be ending soon, one way or another, so what was the point in looking too far forward? Most but not all of the childless women I know never planned for that to happen. I know I never made a conscious decision not to have kids. I knew a few women who had their tubes tied while still in their 20s--those were the exceptions--but most of us muddled along, Micawber-like, assuming that things would take their course and something (or someone) would turn up. Then we were entering menopause, still wondering where the time had gone!
Nah. I was always introspective. Only it used to be spiral notebooks, and entries copied into emails, and mailed en masse to anyone I thought might be interested!
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It's kinder this way, with LJ.
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