I think I have, in the last couple years, somehow convinced myself that it was wrong to be creative-- That I should shut up. No one wants to hear it. I decided somewhere along the line that I shouldn't send out mass emails about myself or what I'm thinking that day. I stopped telling everyone everything about my life. I stopped saying hey, we should watch this Bette Midler concert, it's really good. I stopped wearing lipstick and crazy outfits. I stopped being creative because I was worried about what people thought about me.
I became very serious. I think in doing this, I thought I was being an adult. You know what, fuck it.
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