San Francisco. April. 2013.
I'm not quite sure what the future holds, but I am sure that I will keep doing what I love best: writing, designing, hanging out with friends, living abroad, and creating my own reality. I think as you get older, that's all you can really do...just keep doing it.
In an attempt to get things more together, I just created a portfolio of some things I've created in and out of my day job. I still have a pinterest board for my writing portfolio. Everything is a work in progress, but you've got to start somewhere.
I remember thinking I would be a lawyer, back when I was in high school. Then I remember wanting to be a film producer, back in college. I remember wanting to be a professor, which I still want to do later in life. I remember wanting to be an artist, when I was teaching English and making art in Bilbao. I remember wanting to be an adult, so I moved back to the US, which was probably stupid. I remember wanting to make money going out, and writing about it, which I did until I got bored. Then I remember wanting to be a barista, because I never was one. Then I was a barista and quit when they started selling hot dogs; I still miss having that constant sense of community. I always remember writing and making clothes, so I think I'll just stick with those things for the rest of my life. I'm surprised I actually get paid to do both of those things. So, dreams do come true.