100 Words on My Late Twenties, short story by Olivia Rerick at Spillwords.com
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100 Words on My Late Twenties

100 Words on My Late Twenties

written by: Olivia Rerick

@RerLiv

 

I woke up today to find that I’ve been aging.

“You’re so young!” My elders protest. “Life is still dawning on you.”

It’s true that I am young, and probably will be around a while longer. But today I’m older than I’ve ever been before, and the effects demand my attention. My feet are sore – am I my mother? – and crouching is increasingly an event. My body aches after a day of working with my hands; she wouldn’t have five years ago.

I am not twenty-two anymore. I didn’t think that would be true until I at least hit thirty.

Olivia Rerick

Olivia Rerick

Olivia Rerick was born in Brooklyn, NY and moved to Italy with her family at the age of eleven. The process of acclimating to a foreign culture, learning another language, and traveling often as a young child has given her an interest in and eye for detail, and why people behave the way they do. This focus is evident in her work, which aims to romanticize the interior life of the everyday person by putting it in the spotlight for a moment. Olivia primarily writes short stories and poetry, but branches out whenever the mood strikes her. Today she is a professionally trained mosaic artist living in Brooklyn again with her husband, cat, and pet snail.
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