Tomorrow is my birthday. 20 years ago in California, I was born. It feels longer. It feels like I should have kids and a house by now. Maybe settling down in the country somewhere with my man and a goat. I’m not part of my generation. I don’t really feel like I belong with them kids. On the bright side, I make money by being young and naked.
Photo of my father David and I, 1991
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