day 31: whatever tickles your fancy

So about a month ago I said to myself "this musing would be an awesome blog post for when I get to tickle my fancy." (that sounds so gross!) "Self, you should write it down so you remember. Nah, I don't need to." Well here I am not remembering... oh well.

Today we will talk about life. Life is funny isn't it? It changes a lot. It's weird. I know that may sound dumb but here's what my life looked like about a year ago (brought to you by Paint)

Now my life is this:

I'm not complaining really, I'm kinda excited to find out what the Question Mark will be, but let me tell you the other plan was a lot easier to wrap my head around and plan my life around, because it was all planned out and it didn't depend on anyone else. I think that's what is crazy... other people , be it bosses or boyfriends or jerks who work at a certain Studio, co-workers or family... when my life depends on them more... it's scary.

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