subject line: settled October 11, 2016 by Hannah Brencher USA I thought I was over it. I thought I was okay and settled for adventure and traveling and friends and the kind of love that isn’t about me. I guess I’m not.The truth is, I still want it all. I still want someone to hold my hand. I still want to slow dance in my own kitchen. I still want the white dress, the vows. I still want to make love and babies too. I still want more than this.I’m getting older. I’m not old, but I’m older. Most my friends are married now. I go to drinks and dinner parties and halfway through I look around and realize that I’m the only one alone. I’m not the only one who notices. I see their glances full of pity. I can sense their sorrow. I don’t want their pity or sorrow. I like my life. I like the liberties I have and how I can still do spontaneous things and I don’t have to worry about being irresponsible. I fly across the world and explore. I can volunteer all my saturdays at the old folks home and every evening with homeless kids. Other people can’t do that. Other women have to make dinner.I would though.I would like a husband to make dinner for. I’d give up some of those Saturdays. I’d come home early sometimes. I’d not get on the plane.