I think she would be surprised at my path. She wouldn’t be surprised about where and who I am now, just how I got there. Especially 20 year old me would be surprised with how things developed and the outcomes of those developments.
She would be impressed with my accomplishments in design. At 20 I was fairly intimidated by that world. Also, as surprised as she would be with the choices I made walking away from being a working actor, I think she would respect the reasons I have for why, to this day, I don’t want to pay my rent via acting.
I think she would be disappointed at the same thing my 33 year old self is disappointed at: time lost. I have so much I want to do now, and I had a few frozen, scared years that are just gone now. I know I needed that time to learn what I’ve learned, but I still wish I could scrape some of that time back into my energetic happy pile.
Also, she would probably tell me I am fat. And I would tell her to shut her cake-hole and get over herself. And then we would high five.
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