Sometimes I get into a rut in which all I can do is recheck my email, this blog, friends’ blogs, and Jezebel. This is where I currently am in my life, where I have been all afternoon, and during the low points I think, what if I am stuck here all my life?
I need a job. I need friends who live in the same place I do. I need money.
I need a bedroom that is not entirely stuffed full of my things.