This Is 27.
This is it. Another year has come and gone. I'm now 27, aka 3 years away from 30. *CRINGE* Getting older terrifies me. It scares me. I don't want to get older. Birthdays are HARD. Most people enjoy them but it brings on a lot of sadness and mixed emotions for me. It makes me reflect on my life a lot. I have to say, this year has been pretty good to me. The first half of it sucked, but I finally got my shit together (sort of). I got a full-time job and I found a passion outside of my job in BroadwayWorld. This little freelance gig that I thought I'd take on because I thought I'd have some kind of part-time temp job that I hated and needed another outlet, but it ended up not working out anyway. I took on something that I wasn't sure if I liked or not and found real fulfillment in it. I realized that I wanted to be a writer all along but maybe I just didn't know it yet. I'm finally able to say that I want to write about theater and entertainment and I won...