In second grade, I wanted to be in the WNBA.
When I realized I was too short, I wanted to be a veterinarian.
And after I threw up during the fifth grade squid dissection, I wanted to be Harry Styles’ personal stylist. (and wife).
But when I realized that was never gonna happen, I wanted to be a CEO.
I’ve always seen myself being many different things, in many different places. I mean, how could you not when there’s so much out there?
But I think I’ve hacked the system. As a copywriter, I get to put myself in the position of people that aren’t me — kinda like method acting.
And while I get to be many things from 9-5, I’m also a whole lot of other things off the clock. Here’s a few:
Spacey Jane super-fan. I bet you can’t name one bad song.
Top-tier sand dollar hunter. The only kind of hunting I condone.
A washed-up Hip Hop dancer who never lets her friends forget.
An avid concert-goer. Anything but country.
A greek yogurt enthusiast. It makes everything better.
A runner. Working towards a half-marathon.
An above-average artist. Birthday cards love to see me coming.