What Is Love? Baby, Don't Hurt Me.
When I started college, I had a lot of clichéd “fight the system” ideas of what I wanted my life to be like. I wanted to travel the world like a glamorous gypsy, falling in and out of love with exotic strangers, but never staying put because I was too busy making world-changing contributions to society. I never wanted to get married, but I wanted to have kids and raise them by myself during these travels, juggling being a single mother, world traveler, and society changer with great ease. Basically, I wanted to be the main character from Chocolat (which I highly recommend watching, and only partially because it’s about two of my favorite things: young Johnny Depp and chocolate). I rarely engaged in any meaningful romances, cutting them off when they got too serious, and generally having an awesome time. I was going to be perfect balance of a modern woman-strong, independent, brilliant, kind, and never allowing a man to define herself or her life trajectory. Essentially, I was stupid.