I was out with my friend Camille for lunch - we started talking to the couple next to us. They asked if we were mother and daughter...(Camille was mortified)...the couple explained they thought I was 19 and seemed genuinely surprised to hear I was...well much older.
On the train to from Philly to NYC the college student next to me asks "So are you headed home for the Holiday?" I panic of course because I think geez I never even put Easter presents in the mail...she notices I'm confused and says "For Passover...you headed home for Passover? So were do you go? Penn State? I go to Villanova..." I don't know which part of that conversation was more shocking....I sat stunned and silent.
I get that a lot lately...I seem young. I'm confused by the messaging. Is it the Botox? My sense of rebirth I seem to be experiencing? Or the general lack of maturity I may not be exuding these days?
It's only adding to the life crisis. Not helping people. Just making it all that more confusing and difficult....
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