So, I decided today that I don't want to be 33. I'm just going to re-do my 20s. If I can still pass for 23, then why the heck not? I just don't feel 33. I feel like I am just starting over where I was 10 years ago. At that time, I was having bad luck with dating, and men. I was looking for a job to get some sort of career on track. I didn't know where I was going. I was depressed. Now, I'm in about the same place, but it's different. I am wiser, maybe? I'm not really looking for anything in particular. I'm not nearly so depressed--just a healthy goth chic angst.