I’ve gone from one extreme to the next. Only last week was I living in a swanky NYC apartment and chasing after my dreams—well, not so much swanky and not really my dreams… Nevertheless! I was there. Now, I am secluded in the discomfort of my own parents’ home. I won’t lie to you, I haven’t stepped outside my house in over 48 hours. Not to get the mail, or walk my dog. Nope, I say my dog can fend for itself, herself. Whatever. The highlight of my day was finally sewing the gaping hole in the back of my sweatpants. Mind you, the unfortunately placed tear did not deter me from wearing those pants. No surprises there.
Needless to say, today was pretty much a success.
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