The rattlings of a 27 year old amiss Ms

Thursday, January 10, 2008

22 April 1995

(Written at age 14 to any future children I may have)

Let's see.  What am I up to at age 50?  I'm not going to lie.  If I get married in my twenties than I'm disappointed in myself.  I need to experience life for myself.  I really want to be a photographer.  I'm wondering if I don't become one if you'll feel sorry for me.  Yeah, well don't.  Maybe just show me this and I'll have a mid-life crisis or something.  Really.  Do it.  Fuck my business-compelled life up!

Love,
Tiff

2 comments:

Pariah Jones said...

Did it work?

:p

Tiffany said...

Ha.. well, no. I'm 27 and unmarried. I didn't shake that expectation of myself. However, I'm not a photographer, and I'm not sorry about it. What I do now gives me plenty of money and freedom (the money being what my adult-self thinks about and the freedom being what my child-self craves).

It's all good. I don't plan on having those kids anymore anyway! Aunt-hood forever!

-tiff