The Not Dramatic Post
Dear S,
At first, I thought about naming this post, "Quarter-Life Crisis," but since we already did that last November, I rolled my eyes and told myself not to be dramatic. I'm just like any other prospectless, twenty-something-year-old with no major transferable skills, valuable work experience, or career path to speak of. I'm just really good at being a homeless traveler who thinks she's good at taking photos with a bad morning caffeine addiction.
Because we both thought it was a good idea, I'm going to blog about it all. Meaningful or not.
Your welcome, world.
Also, to top things all off, my car still hasn't been fixed or else I'd come up to see you be honored for your awesomeness.
Trying & Failing,
Kat
At first, I thought about naming this post, "Quarter-Life Crisis," but since we already did that last November, I rolled my eyes and told myself not to be dramatic. I'm just like any other prospectless, twenty-something-year-old with no major transferable skills, valuable work experience, or career path to speak of. I'm just really good at being a homeless traveler who thinks she's good at taking photos with a bad morning caffeine addiction.
Because we both thought it was a good idea, I'm going to blog about it all. Meaningful or not.
Your welcome, world.
Also, to top things all off, my car still hasn't been fixed or else I'd come up to see you be honored for your awesomeness.
Trying & Failing,
Kat
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