In fact, it is possible to feel queasy and ugly and stupid on the streets of Paris. — after all of that, I looked to my perfect, handsome, smart, amazing future husband for comfort and reassurance, and saw that he was a little bit … moist. And in that exceptionally frightening and thus deeply romantic moment, it was suddenly possible to find this handsome, smart, amazing future husband … disappointing. Your future husband has no bluster. “But what do you want?” Your former selves hiss in your ear as the landscape whizzes by and your future husband smiles nervously in your direction.

Source: New York Times September 29, 2018 10:00 UTC