Marriage Isn't About Timetables
First came love, then came marriage, then there I was, standing in the middle of the common room, trying to explain my life choices to an academic registrar who just wasn't getting it.
"Married?" she said. "You're just a child!" She sounded genuinely horrified, as if I had admitted to willfully sabotaging the rest of my life. I wanted to say, "Twenty-one is not a child, thanks," but I refrained. Regrettably, I didn't...
