Somehow, when you're 24 years old, and a single girl, you sort of start praying hard for the right young man to come along. That's also when your married friends in their twenties describe how they were married and pregnant at your age. And when older mothers tease and ask what's wrong with you. And when Daddy's just quiet. Haha. I love being twenty-four because all this happens!
And because all of this happens, I also don't like being twenty-four.
Weird, isn't it?
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