I stumbled upon this photo and suddenly the denial lifted
and I am able to embrace the fact that I will be turning 35 next week.
*hush. don't ruin it.
Ok, Ok. You caught me trying to lie about my age. The truth is that I've already turned 35 once upon a time. I've even turned a couple numbers that follow consecutively.
What more do you want from me???
And anyway, I've suddenly had this crazy revelation that I want to spend this week before my birthday attempting to recapture some of my youth.
Or anyone's youth for that matter.
I'm not picky.
I mean, if I try to capture my own youth, then that leads to all sorts of disastrous decisions like blue mascara, ratted bangs, overalls, and braces. But what if I just let loose a little and am a little more adventurous...like a younger person? Good, right? It'll be like a planned mid-life crisis. Planned spontaneity. So, tomorrow I'll start. Probably small. And if you have any ideas, I'd love to hear!
*The truth is... this move is making me stodgy. And I wanna have some fun.