I’m in a car with an older guy. I snuck out of the house to meet him. I think we’re just going to talk and flirt like they do in the movies. I want him to call me beautiful; I want him to tell me more about himself. I quickly realize that we have different ideas of how this night will go.
I’m Alice, just trying to get to Wonderland without drowning on the way there.
As a grown-ass-woman, I know that you don’t always get what you want and dreams are a lot harder to come true than the movies would have you think.
How could she?