This week as a whole has been uninspiring, and after coming home from work I felt that itch again. But this time I'm an adult, I can do whatever I want!
So I walked to CVS, browsed hair color choices just because I could. Mostly blond, because have a couple hours of the Mad Men marathon I am starting to develop a major crush on January Jone's hair and I myself am always in the middle of a hair crisis.
I contemplated some ideas for screen plays, because why not? I took the road past the row of lilac bushes, because I wanted to. I took instagram pictures of sweet graffiti, because I thought it was cool.
But despitre the freedom to pick up and walk out the door for a a bit I'm still discouraged. I live in a city I've always wanted to live in, have my own apartment, work in theatre like I always dreamed, and yet I'm still not as free as the teenager-Kiley hoped I would be.
Being 20-something is even more frustrating than being a teenager. You have the power, but what do you do with it?