Slowly, I began to realise the limits of the freedom I had found in London. Discovering safe enclaves, I had seen safety, but not that they remained enclaves. [...]

'queer' was about emphasising rather than eliding difference

[...] Ellen had said, 'You're past thirty,' and now for the second time in my life I felt dizzyingly untethered, but whereas when I first moved to London that sensation was buoyed by the expectation of long-dreamed-of experience and ballasted with the deep resources of youth, now I had learned that you cannot choose what falls away, and every time you start again the possibilities are shockingly reduced. Presumably the last time we experience this is when we give up, so it's unsurprising that the panic is greater with every round. [...]