Aging has been on my mind. I think I’ve always thought I was old (or wished I was old) and so it makes sense, but I’ve also been thinking about how I want to age.
Drabble’s characters almost all live alone and are connected by tenuous threads of friendship, family, and the webs that weave us all together, six degrees or less from each other.
We age, we question our place, we find unexpected company.
Lovely read.
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