Day 10 - a dream you had this past week described in detail
Last night I dreamt that I was moving out of an apartment, but it wasn’t mine. I mean, all of the stuff was the same, but it was a different apartment. I’m not surprised I dreamt about that, since now all of my stuff is taking over my life and moving out was so difficult. But the apartment I moved out of in my dream was weird. It looked like if my freshman dorm room were a studio apartment, like with just a table and chairs added. It was horrid looking. All of the furniture was plastic and there was a cow print rug (ew) And instead of my roommates that I share an apartment with in Philly, I was living with one of my boyfriend’s good friends. And my relationship with him was very strange, it was like we were just friends, but more than friends since we were living together? Very odd.
-Those ridiculous “dating game rules” such as: “I can’t text him till he texts me, or call him until tomorrow” Ugh who cares? If I want to talk to you, I’ll talk to you.
-The acceptance of tattoos in the workplace.
-Bees wouldn’t sting people.
-The train fare to New York City. I am going to squander every penny I have in transportation fees this summer so that I can work up there.
-“Thinspiration”—How our society has accepted what the fashion industry determines as “skinny” and “perfect” to be normal. The industry has accepted this unnatural concept of thin that our society is beginning to acknowledge as normal. It gives women a standard that is so impossible to reach which counters women to harm their minds and bodies. I would love to see this perception of thin be lifted off the shoulders of young women, it’s something I have personally struggled with when I was in high school, and believe me, I know how hard it is.. But I’ve realized that life is too short… So I beg you, please love yourself. You only get one life, and one body, and you’re stuck with yourself for the rest of your life….
Day 05 - a thank you letter to someone who has changed your life
You are the most lovely, influential, beautiful, heartless woman I know. I wouldn’t be who I am today without you, and all you’ve done for me. Thank you for always supporting me, never judging me, always being there, and always being my friend. You have always made me, Todd, and John your highest priority, and done whatever it took to watch us succeed. I have a brother who is a successful graphic designer, another brother who had a PHD before the age of 30, and lives in Dubai teaching music. You just consented to pay for my commute to New York City this summer so that I would be able to do this internship with one of the best contemporary designers. We wouldn’t have gotten where we are today without your help. Thank you for supporting three children, who have decided to go into the arts, which isn’t always easy for parents to accept.
I apologize for every time I have taken you for granted, snapped at you, yelled at you, or ignored you. I don’t deserve to be your daughter, but I am very grateful that God made me so.
I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, but if you do, I hope you have a taste of how much I love and admire you. You are the woman I hope to become when I grow up and have a family. Mom….ya did good. I love you.