Hi, I'm Andrea Allen
Born and raised in Wichita, KS, I moved to NYC to work at Vimeo. I like taking photos, trying new beers, and playing video games.
allen[dot]aa[at]gmail
doilookcoolrightnow
Born and raised in Wichita, KS, I moved to NYC to work at Vimeo. I like taking photos, trying new beers, and playing video games.
allen[dot]aa[at]gmail
doilookcoolrightnowCan you remember when you first realized you were an “I,” understanding that you had this completely different and separate life from other people?
The first time I realized I was an individual one and other people were other individual ones was when I was about six or seven years old. I was taking a bath and looking at my feet. I was training my littlest toe to move without the other toes. That’s when it hit, and it was a very heavy, adrenaline-filled realization.
If you haven’t read the poem, “In the Waiting Room” by Elizabeth Bishop, you should. She did a much better job of explaining this feeling.
