When I was meme

Via <user name=oursin>:, who gave me 35.

Then:

I lived in: my own house with my son

I drove: a white Pontiac Grand Am

I was in a relationship with: an interesting guy I'd met through folk dancing

I feared: that my son would never be able to communicate

I worked at: a university press as their website manager

I wanted to be: able to write again

Now:

I live in: same house, more people

I drive: a Cutlass ciera, a Dodge Caravan, or a Plymouth Voyager depending on which is working

I'm in a relationship with: same guy

I fear: that either I've already accomplished everything important I'm ever going to do, or  I'm oblivious to something important I'm still supposed to be doing with my life and therefore am failing to do it

I work at: same place, digital publishing manager

I want to be: certain of my vocation

Comment if you want an age -- you can give me an upper limit, or just subtract 10 or 20 or so if I overshoot.

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What struck me about this was that I had a much harder time coming up with the answers for 35 than I would've for 25.  Well, house/car/relationship/job were no problem, but my inner life? I can't remember that as clearly as I can remember what it was ten years earlier.

Cabin Pressure fic rec

Merry Christmas, by JustineLark. A post YdB story that's generally in-character and has some excellent lines.