I have changed unexpectedly. I didn't think having a job and bills would do it, and maybe it's not them, perhaps fatigue is the culprit- I am done playing.
What's different is the abhorring mixed desire for adventure and stability- stemming from a far too sensible adolescence and a necessity for a full-blown adult life.
Suddenly I find myself attracted to men with an ability for parenting and dealing with responsibilities.
The man washing the dishes or cooking - my mind bends in a very dirty direction. I think of him ironing his own shirts and I'm ready to make a mess.
I seek stimulation, but not so much physical as mental. I want security. I'm done being the safety net for others and playing support.
I will be nobody's mother.
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