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“Forgive my bluntness, but leaving a boring man for a stimulating one is only interesting for a while. In time, you are back where you started—still wanting. Better to find your own backbone, the strong thing in you. Clearly, you are educated. What work are you drawn to?”
At forty-five, she didn’t mind gray hair coming in or the crease between her brows. What she despised was the pull of gravity, because it made her look tired, while inside she felt young, with the crispest clarity of mind she’d known since she was twenty-five.
The devide between body and mind is so depressing. Is it a sign of immaturity or a fear if acknowledging one's mortality?

