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good morning. i missed you.

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i just don't even know what to say

except that maybe seeing a movie about feeling lost and sadness and death

isn't the best thing when you have barely been avoiding falling off of a cliff
maybe sleep will help. just two weeks and it's either fine or crash and burn. whatever. i just want it to be over. let me fail or succeed, i just want to be fucking done so that i can take my sexy beast into the woods and relax and laugh and not give a shit about having to be somewhere at 9am.

and just in case the universe didn't hear:

i want to be a bartender.
i want to freelance more reviews, for pay and for free
i want to submit for more publication
i want to win a grant
i want to feature more
i want to go on tour

i want all of this and i want to make my rent and pay my bills and laugh a good deal.

is that too much to ask for?