Where are you?

We can live like Jack and Sally, if you want.

I remember when she joked, I'll pretend I'm a boy.

Would I pretend I was a boy? I did, when I was a child for a while, just to amuse myself really. I'm not so sure that I could anymore. I like being a woman. Though I don't know that I should care about it; it seems a silly thing to think of as compositing me as a person. I'm always sympathetic to transsexuals; I think if gender boundaries were a bit less constrained, and boys could dress as girls and be referred to as such with a penis, and vice versa, people would be a lot happier to stay the same. It's driving for authenticity determined by our organs that's messing people up inside and out.

So would I pretend to be a boy? I'm not the most feminine girl. If I could change my appearance at a click, and if I could keep my other characteristics. I don't know. I don't think I could; which must mean that something in me holds stock by being a girl.

I bet if I was a boy she'd have made a move.