Things I Used to Think

I found another old photoshoot in my drafts. I guess I never found the words to go with it. Back when I had friends who wanted to practice their “fashion photography” and I was desperate for content (pretty sure some Amazon vendor sent me this dress for free? Who knows). Back went side parts were not just for geriatric millennials. Before I started the big, career-launching job and creating here felt like my personal brand of art that could maybe *actually* be something some day. This little blog pushed me in a lot of ways, and I’m forever grateful for that.

I miss feeling like I was making art here.

Reading through my drafts has been a bit therapeutic, too. I was such a bundle of anxiety there for a while (not that I don’t still have my moments). Some of the darkness I left in drafts just so I wouldn’t freak you guys out, I think. I really wish I had posted that absolutely devastating rant four years ago when he-who-shall-not-be-named was first elected though. Surprisingly eloquent and minimal f-bombs, all things considered.

Anyway, I found a list of “things I used to think” that made me chuckle (guessing it was around age 27 based on a couple of the lines, so five-ish years ago). Thought I’d share.

I used to think guacamole was smooshed up avocado placed alongside enchiladas to give your plate some color and gross texture.

I used to think I’d go to college, get a job and be well into my career by 27.

I used to think I’d have babies before age 30.

I used to think the Beach Boys were wannabes and Simple Plan made good music.

I used to think it was annoying when people would say cellulite is genetic and therefore unavoidable.

I used to think blogging was a fun, fulfilling hobby that would some how turn into a career some day.

I used to think wrinkle cream was a waste of money.

I used to think traveling wasn’t a big deal.

I used to think taking care of a dog wasn’t that much responsibility.

I used to think oysters were the cockroaches of the sea.

I used to think Arcade Fire was annoying and health food stores smelled like mold.

I used to think any form of public transportation was terrifying.

I used to think traveling, navigating, exploring and experiencing by myself wasn’t as fulfilling as with someone else.

I used to think the microwave was a legitimate cooking tool.

Now I know better.