Another 30-year-old might be embarrassed to have their mom drive them to a date, but not me. I looked like my old self — the me from five years ago, the cute girl who made an effort. “OK, OK, OK, I’m going.”“Have fun!,” she yelled from the car window as I crossed the street. I had her park the car a few places down from the bar because I’m a grown-up, after all. Hi, I’m Allie.” I suddenly felt like I was approaching the bench in court.

Source: Los Angeles Times April 14, 2023 12:36 UTC