I find it hilarious that as I delicately approach 30, and am making more $ than I have ever made, I now live, temporarily,  on a mattress on the floor. I also have a few weird Ikea items and a closet full of unnecessary clothes (WHY DID I BRING SOME MANY CLOTHES) and am apparently completely incapable of painting my toenails more than once every five months. I have to say, it’s also kinda fun. There’s something exciting about giving it one more college try, eating chips for dinner, shoving my underwear into plastic bins.

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