I’m always so impressed with women who can embrace aging. When I read a blog about someone celebrating turning 40, instead of thinking, Good for them, I always think, That’s me in seven years. Then I flip out.
SEVEN MORE YEARS UNTIL I’M MOTHERFUCKING FORTY.
I remember when I turned twenty and thought it was bad that in twenty years I’d be forty. And that feels like it was two years ago. When did I get so old?