I’ve been 23 for almost a week and I still feel split between being a kid and being an adult – well maybe not split, more like 80% adult, 20% kid. Things that fall into “kid” category: not knowing what I’m doing (in the grand scheme of things), still having my parents help me out. Things that fall into “adult” category: trying to find my way in the freelance world while currently trying to find a new apartment while currently having to schedule neutering for my bunny who has recently become an angsty teenager.
I have always felt 5 years older than my actual age and I don’t say that to sound arrogant but to shine light on the fact that I’m impatient and think that I should be there when I should be in the now. Things to work on.
Here are my goals for my 23rd year of life:
· Get another animal (cat or dog or both!)
· Transition so that 70% of my income is from my own freelance work
· Set up a retirement fund (talk about thinking in the future)
· Book three weddings of my own
Below, a random collection of images.
 a night shot from a wedding with Gabby Riggieri
 an adorable Pooh card my mom gave my dad for their anniversary