28 come and gone..

Wow 29. That just sounds so old, its like just leaning over that precipice that is 30...so close, but ugh 30....why is it that we feel so weird about age? Its just a number? Maybe its because we are no longer supposed to be joyful and carefree anymore...maybe its because in our culture we are supposed to have certain things by a certain age...house, mortgage, suv, 2.3 kids, soccer games, a dog in the back yard....etc...

30 just sounds like a whole lot of NO FUN! No more crazy road trips Drew and I used to just randomly embark on in our early 20s, renting is no longer acceptable....can we laugh and smile anymore? Or is it just down to serious business...?

So many people hit their mid life crisis now so much younger because we can only stand so long with out cracking a smile, letting our hair down, or driving without the wind in our hair! I feel like joy will no longer be a part of my life....not only that but my life will no longer be my life....

Hopefully this 30 business is just all in my head. For now I am going to make the most of my final year in my 20s. Going to Italy, killing myself to get to NC, getting an art show (and hopefully selling art or at least getting some commissions out there.) Be more artistically prolific...and find a job that allows me to get my art out or at least let my creativity shine through...or at least a job I can stomach for more than 2-3 years like my usual ones...

Ok so heres to making the most of 29!