I can’t really blame the show for leading me astray, after all it’s entertainment, not a guide for what to expect when you’re [not] expecting. But I can overthink it, helping myself sleep at night by mocking its insane conception of young (and, eventually, less young) women living in the city.
The answer appears to lie in that frustrating space between who we are and who we want to be.
Where the myth fails, human love begins. Then we love a human being, not our dream, but a human being with flaws. – Anais Nin People are endlessly musing on love and […]