One Step at a Time

I grew up a little bit today.



I applied to the job of my dreams and found out that my best friend since I was 15 years old won't make it home for Thanksgiving this year. Said job application included lots of much appreciated help from some new close friends here. Now I try to not think about it at all for a month.


Sigh. Whoever said the early twenties are really stressful was NOT bullshitting.