The other night, i.e. night I received the wedding invite, after speaking to the best friend and while milling around my bedroom listening to my boyfriend’s snores, I had a moment. I wouldn’t call it an epiphany – that’s like being hit by a meteorite. This was more like a gentle breeze that disturbed a couple of furballs in my mind. I felt like I had reached the end of a book – a story which started years ago in secondary school where we all first met – and it ends with “and they all lived happily ever after.”
Fren D got married last year and Fren Y is getting married this year and I am happily attached. Yep, in a romance novel, this is the end.
What comes after this? I have a strange feeling of being in limbo.