Sigh. The smarter girls learned long ago to see the reality in situations and people, not the wondrous potential. To invest emotionally in what actually stands before us --- and not to invest in our fantasized version of what one day may be. May, might, possibly, perchance, conceivably, perhaps, in your dreams.....
I never have been one of those smarter girls.
I hope to learn this trick before I croak. Or croak again, as the case may be. Or even after. But I hope to learn this one.
Adulthood sucks at times, it truly does.
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