earlier today on the streetcar i saw a early twentysomething hatchling board with her dfab friend. it was clear this was one of her first days of articulating a femme dialect of gender. seeing her brought back a lot of old, but not negative memories

but the whole time i was thinking, "girl, you're the future, and the future is looking bright". i didn't say anything, but seeing her brought me hope and pride in my people as it does these days

now i'm the ancient people. wild how that happens with no warning or fanfare