My life is so uphill these days. This is not a metaphor. I literally am always walking up a hill or up stairs. My work is a million stairs that I work at the top of. My house is at the bottom of a giant hill I walk up multiple times a day. My apartment is on the third floor. Eeeeeeenough
This last week we opened a brand new show at Portland stage. At the opening night party the playwright stopped me and said that he was just telling his wife about me as an example of how professional everyone was here. He said something I had done during tech was the kind of thing people remember and a story that goes around and will probably get me a job someday. Now that’s great to hear, regardless if he was exaggerating which I think he was. I have to admit however, as time goes by and I have yet to hear from a single grad school I’m getting nervous. People all reassure me I’ll get in or get a job but I have about three months of this internship and as of now my future plans involve going back to Becky’s. I know everyone says things will work out but do they actually have to? Because right now all I know is I could be working at Becky’s and living at home again very soon AND I AM NOT PREPARED.
ok I guess this was just a nervous rant about not getting into grad school if we get down to it. Ok bye.
"I like stories with magic powers in them. Either in kingdoms on Earth or on foreign planets. Usually I prefer a girl hero, but not always.” — Moonrise Kingdom
When I look down at this golden statue, may it remind me and every little child that no matter where you’re from, your dreams are valid. Thank you.