I have not been a useful blogger in these last months, but then again, I don’t know if that matters.
I can’t wait for right now.
Instead of going south to camp, I turned north.
Like I told them, I’m really good at being single.
“I can’t leave this,” I tell myself. “I’m too afraid. This isn’t fun, but it’s comfortable. This isn’t right, but at least I know where I’m sleeping and how to get around. I’m afraid to go again. I should stay where it’s safe.”
“You’re a pretty girl,” my date waved me off as I reached for my wallet. “Pretty girls don’t pay for things.” I bristled, mentally calculating how much he had spent … Continue reading Dilemmas of a Frugal Feminist
And every once in a while, I meet a stranger that immediately belongs.