Dancing with the decaying corpse of young adulthood
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I have likened the experience of approaching your thirties to doing the waltz with the decaying corpse of your young adulthood. She drinks too much, forgets to pay the rent on time and wants to eat pasta for breakfast. You drag her around knowing that she is dead but you refuse to let go in case she is suddenly reanimated with the romantic effervescence that once coloured your life together.
Dancing with the decaying corpse of young adulthood
Dancing with the decaying corpse of young…
Dancing with the decaying corpse of young adulthood
I have likened the experience of approaching your thirties to doing the waltz with the decaying corpse of your young adulthood. She drinks too much, forgets to pay the rent on time and wants to eat pasta for breakfast. You drag her around knowing that she is dead but you refuse to let go in case she is suddenly reanimated with the romantic effervescence that once coloured your life together.