...one should probably start with the who, what, where, when, why and how of it all.
Ugh, writing. I used to love it so much, I used to do it all the time. I, used to do a lot of things all the time. I used to do a lot of things.
I had a revelation the other day on the treadmill, I do my best thinking on the treadmill, but it was on that very treadmill turning down going out with a friend that I realized something. I don’t want to roll over one day and be overweight 40 and alone with just my cats to keep me company. I’m a social person, I love hanging out with my friends, I love to host family dinners, I love to hang out, shop, chat, meet people etc. etc. So then why do I find myself doing way less of all these things? Why do I understand less about who I am and what I want? Why?
So who am I? And how did I get here? Well let me tell you the little about myself I think I still do know…
My name is Jen, I’m 25 and I got the magical piece of paper, known as a Bachelors degree, 4 years ago. I work in television; I have what boils down to the job I got in to television to do. I live in Los Angeles, I have 2 cats, the best friends anyone in the world can ask for, I’m “average size” (the average American woman wears a size 14 jean, I wear a size 12, and if you don’t like it tough!) I drive dented Chevy, my favorite color is pink, I am afraid of sticky things, I’m way to jaded to only be 25 and I’ll admit on some level I’m a little bit bitter(shut up! Yes that means I’m admitting you’re right!); My first love was music, I have shot myself in the foot over any attempt a “relationship” I have ever had or maybe even ever could have had, I have a shoe and hand bag obsession, I did get acne until my 20’s, I love yoga, and I’ve tried to not let LA go to my head.
And I have no idea what the hell happens next!
More to come!
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