If I Had A Normal

Over And Over In The Play My Character Says, "i'm Thirty-two Years Old," As If That Should Explain Everything That's Wrong In Her Life. I Don't Know What It's Like To Be Thirty-two, But I Can Imagine. I Imagine She Means She's Stuck In An In-between Time, She's At An Age That Isn't A Milestone But More Of A No-man's-land, An Age Where She's Feeling Like Her Hopes Are Fading.

I Was Always Torn Between Wanting Whatever I Pictured As A Typical High School Experience And That Being Just A Part I Wanted To Play. I've Written About This, But One Of Those Typical High School Experiences Was Drill Team. Like, I Just Really Wanted To Wear A Uniform And Get On The Bus And Be Part Of This Group. As An Only Child, The Idea Of Blending In - And Literally Everyone Being In Sync And Not Standing Out At All - Felt Like Kind Of A Fun Family Thing.

None Of My Characters Have Really Had Jobs.

Once Again, I've Been Thwarted By The Massive Difference Between My Vision Of The Successful Me And The Me I'm Currently Stuck With.

I Must Work Harder To Achieve My Goal Of Not Seeking Approval From Those Whose Approval I'm Not Even Sure Is Important To Me.