So I know this is going to sound dumb (especially to anyone over the age of 30) but I've been feeling old. I'm 27. That's a for-real adult. I've been thinking, with a hint of sadness that I never thought I'd feel, that I'll never be mistaken for a high school student again. Probably not even a college student. Then today as I was walking home, some high school boys call out to me, "Hey girl- how old you is?" I say, "27." They say, "You look 'bout 16." And I say, for the first time honestly, "Thank you." For years (though not recently) I'd heard how young I look and everyone would always say, "You'll appreciate it when you're older." And here I am, officially older, and finally appreciating it.
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