Social Jogi
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Social Jogi

A train-ride old adulthood

Photo by Farida Davletshina on Unsplash

“Your son is so cute!” said the stranger on the train. J was thrilled that despite his long hair and the mask he has to wear, a stranger knew he was a boy.

“Yes, he is,” I said, “but, I am just babysitting.”

I am at an age that it is normal to have a 5-year-old. It is a mother’s age. I am at an age when my mom was pregnant with me. When most of the women in my family had their second, or…

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