I Just Don't Know That A Tv

None Of My Characters Have Really Had Jobs.

I Must Work Harder To Achieve My Goal Of Not Seeking Approval From Those Whose Approval I'm Not Even Sure Is Important To Me.

Over And Over In The Play My Character Says, "i'm Thirty-two Years Old," As If That Should Explain Everything That's Wrong In Her Life. I Don't Know What It's Like To Be Thirty-two, But I Can Imagine. I Imagine She Means She's Stuck In An In-between Time, She's At An Age That Isn't A Milestone But More Of A No-man's-land, An Age Where She's Feeling Like Her Hopes Are Fading.

We're All Working Hard, But So Far Away From What We Actually Want To Be Doing. We're All Peering In At The Window Of A Party We Aren't Invited To Yet, A Party We Wouldn't Know How To Dress For, Or What Kind Of Conversation To Make, Even If We Came As Someone's Guest.

I Didn't Grow Up Identifying With Beauty. I Grew Up Thinking I Could Be Smart And Funny - Those Are The Things I Got Feedback On.