I was talking with my BFF today, reminiscing about some of the glorious (mis)adventures we've had over the last 18 or so years. We are MMMs now - married moms with mortgages - and we just don't roar as often or as loudly as we used to. In fact, I think we have both been feeling the strain of domestication lately, longing a little wistfully for the days when we could howl with impunity, without a single thought as to who might be waiting up for us, worrying and wondering what we've been up to.
Yes, there is a season in our lives for everything (turn, turn, turn). But every once in a while... it would be delicious to forget about "acting our age" and being fine, upstanding role models for our children - and let those fun-loving, carefree, mischief-making wild things we used to be come out and romp for a while.
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