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i once read that joan didion and her husband would walk in Central Park every morning. they didn’t always walk together, as they preferred different routes, but they kept each other in mind and found a way to intersect before leaving. i realized then that that was what i wanted from a relationship. not the glamour, the intrigue, or the lust. those things are great, of course. but what i really want is someone to keep me in mind. someone to intersect with me before leaving.
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i’m two days from 30.
2021 was absurd. finally got good at skiing, something i’ve always been painfully mediocre at. wrote a screenplay that got into both frontieres and berlinale. wrote shadow and bone fanfic that somehow became the second most popular on the whole internet. got a job at the agency i’ve dreamed of working at since i was in high school, arguably the best one in the world. got so sick for 2 months that i thought i was going to die, but survived it. got through another year of a literal pandemic. and somehow, for some stupid fucking dumb ass shitty reason, all of it pales in comparison to the fact that
i’m two days from 30, and i don’t have a boyfriend.
i want to be rewired.