Had a conversation with kambal Melanie today. I feel like I'm getting old. Almost 20 years after first meeting her, we're talking about weddings and houses and whatnot. wtf?
But alas, there is always this thought to anchor me down when I have feelings of oldness: I still live with Mommy and Daddy and they still cook for me. I don't know if that's comforting or sad. Maybe a combination of both.
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