Yenta Boy posted this as his Facebook update recently: “So…life.”
Those two words and the ellipses radiate a weariness that seems rather precocious for a 10 year-old, nu?
Though I do remember being 10, wondering when I could move out and have my own apartment so I could stay up as late as I wanted and read things like Judy Blume’sWifey (I grew past Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret pretty quick.) I think my mother would agree that I was something like a cross between a prepubscent female Woody Allen and Winona Ryder’s character inBeetlejuice.
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