Dear Townsend Harris,
You know, not to be bitter or anything, but I realized today that I gave up a great number of dreams and aspirations because of you. Prior to my freshman year avec vous, I was seriously considering pursuing photography and the fine arts in the future. However, with each passing day, I found that as I grew more preoccupied with you and your ever increasing demands, I had less and less time for my other interests. I quit art school because I needed time to study, I couldn't take out my paints without feeling guilty because you know, I could've used that time to work on my collateral or finish homework assignments. My camera remained safe in her case, where at times she would remain for days, weeks, even months. I was always aware of my diminishing social/personal life, but the realization hit me today, when I was looking at some wonderful photography. I thought to myself, hey, I could do that too! But then I realized that 1. I had no time, 2. I had no time, and 3. I had no time. You know, as if that isn't bad enough, you stole away literature from me. Leisurely reading, one of my favorite pastimes that was once a simple commodity, is now something that I take for granted only over extended breaks or summer vacation. But, enough about that. I can spend ages rambling on about you and your damn neediness if you let me. I just wanted to you know, these past 3+ years better pay off in the end. Please :(~
Love always,
GEEEEENA
