did i mention i turned 27 this week? i am not mentioning this to you so you can fill my comment box with happy birthday wishes.
i would like to talk about the mental breakdown i had while enjoying a lovely birthday dinner at ABC kitchen with ed.
do you ever try to avoid the "what do you do for a living" question when you meet someone new?
this question doesn't bother you if you actually have your life figured out.
random annoying person: so what do you do?
me: i'm an aspiring photographer. i like to write. i have a blog. um, and then i babysit.
i don't know why i let it bother me, but it does. i feel like i will actually have it all figured out when i know how to answer this question.... and 30 keeps getting closer and closer.