When I was in high school I was a radical feminist who could care less about boys. I had a band of friends who felt similarly to me and since then have remained my closest connections in my life. We have always been women who spoke about what we want to do, goals we'd like to accomplish.
Surprisingly I was the first to find that commitment to another human (a man, what?!) and it has been that way for almost three years. However, I've had those same bright eyed ladies that are still so adventurous and lively, yet I see that shift. That continental shift of changing, of yearning for a partner in these specific adventures.
Today one of my closest souls had her baby.
Everyone is running for the woods trying to figure out who the hell we are.
As much as I admired my spirit as a 16 year old, I wouldn't give anything to live like that again. Getting older means anxiety and I hate it, but at least I'm moving towards.... ?
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