After thumbing through a quite long and a bit overwrought Atlantic Monthly article titled “All the Single Ladies”, I was struck by some of the juxtaposition the author, Kate Bolick, discusses about the feelings of loneliness she felt in not walking down the aisle with a seemingly perfect man at age 29, and years later, rectifying that decision with an almost feminist war cry to embrace the concept of often maligned spinsterhood, which some would have you believe should only be whispered in dulcet tones and not too close to a Ouija board. This isn’t a test. Women will not fail at life if they marry, and remaining single doesn’t mean there’s a lonely-lady cat sweater with your name on it. Change the rules, if you dare. Continue reading