I was just thinking about how, at 27, I’d be in the early stages of Old Maid territory by Victorian standards. and then I remembered
I’m gay
I’d always be in Old Maid territory by Victorian standards
(by contrast, 25-35 seems to be the average 19th century age for finding the right lady-suitor who’ll put a ring on it and set up housekeeping with you to pursue artistic endeavors together. maybe raise a foundling or two)
(so I’m pretty much on track in terms of relevant traditions)









