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kinda nuts there’s an alternate universe in which i decide to move to nyc after school and work in finance and marry a nice man who also works in finance and relocate to connecticut to have kids and live the new england housewife dream with gingham outfits and hydrangea bouquets and tennis lessons in the summer

wild

helping build farcaster | surfing @ venice, ca | eating @ gjusta / gjelina | “lucky me, lucky mud” 🤠

I feel this deeply. I went down this path exactly for years before making a change.  It's hard though; most of my friends still inhabit that world and we're constantly deciding whether to join them in CT where we wouldn't fully fit in, or continue on a different path. Kids have forced the issue.