OTHER GIRLS DREAMT OF WEDDINGS; I DREAMT OF THE ROAD.
I was in my 40s before I realized … I knew all along.
Last year, I was talking with a single friend, also in her 40s, who told me she always felt “the man” would come first, and together they would build a business … and then her career would take off. Listening to her, I couldn’t help but feel estranged from this idea—that the “right” partner had to come first, that she couldn’t build a career on her own.
It wasn’t until I heard her talking that it occurred to me, not only did I never feel this way myself, but all my long-held daydreams about the future were visions of me—out on the road alone … gathering plants alone in the wilderness and stringing them up to dry … writing books at a big wooden table in front of a window with forest views … running a mobile micropress out of a van and touring America. In short, all my lifelong dreams never included a man. And this had never occurred to me before.
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