13,216 Days Alive
I am not sure what is going to happen. But I know change is coming in the next year and a half. By this time next year, I’ll be either moved in with a new roommate or somewhere else entirely!
Change is scary. And exhausting. And occasionally painful. I don’t know what I’m going to do but I have little time to figure it out before I start budgeting for it.
Life in the time of COVID-19 is stressful as hell. But no one ever asks to live in interesting times. We just do it.
I’m hurting. I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 