I'm writing this in tiny letters because this is the LJ equivalent of whispering. I enjoyed what I saw of the royal wedding immensely, most of it with a big stupid grin on my face. I was sad too because it's been exactly thirty years since I watched the last royal wedding and on that day I was a thirteen-year-old kid who hadn't even started high school yet and my life could have gone in any number of directions but here I am thirty years later and watching another royal wedding and my life didn't go anywhere at all and it all feels kind of surreal. Like my thirteen-year-old self was sitting back there watching that other wedding and yet having a flash-forward to this one and the forty-three year old self she's going to become. What a long, sad trip it's been indeed. But it was a very pretty wedding.