I now have at pages upon pages of notes dealing with every “what if” and intricacy of up to 8 different plans all based on cash manipulation, rent possibilities, savings, job options, housing options, residencies, fellowships, grad school options if I get in, whether or not I can have my parents old car, and presence of partner.

I dunno…I feel…a little better after mapping it all out, but I still feel like I’m just holding my breath on a precipice, waiting

I’ll be totally honest, it’s halfway through the year and by the time summer comes around none of these places are going to still be for rent, but I’m bookmarking summer room rentals like a squirrel.

Nevermind the fact that if I do find a place, I have to find a job close enough to the end of the school year so they’ll hire me after graduation instead of having to work through the rest of school, or worse yet, not finding anything so I’m stuck with no rent money. OR by some miracle I get a job with just the right timing, but there are no places left that I can afford. Fuck, why can’t putting all the puzzle pieces together be less stressful

I couldn’t eat vegetables while I was sick because the crunchyness/acidic dressing was too hard on my throat and I just lost a two dollar container of tomatoes and had to freeze another two dollars worth of spinach blend.

Fuck being sick.