Proof that I'm going to be the hip old lady on the block someday.

[blueerica]

As always, EH1812 hits it on the nose: the feeling that you're not quite who you might have led others to believe. A sense of fraud in one's own coolness, or intelligence; I feel it every day.

The one thing I've been trying to learn myself over these last few months, this last year, whatever, is that we're rarely the ugly, malformed people we see in the mirrors in our darkest moments. More often than not, we are more beautiful than we can ever recognize. I think that's the curse of the thinking person. To be so self-conscious that they bring themselves some form of misery, over-thinking the basics in life, as opposed to being a part of the now that they're in.

And trust me, Audra, you will most definitely be the hip old lady on the block someday. Just not today. And not for quite a while longer you beautiful, young thing, you.