Test time's approaching quick, and I find myself still lounging. I've felt day-to-day for the past month, and it has a lot to do with being unable to look beyond this coming Tuesday. I know deep in my heart that my fate lies in the hands of three people who can just do the thumbs up/down. My anxiety will gather into thirty minutes of talking to these three people. And after that, I have no idea where to throw myself at, because frankly, I have graduated from feeling like I need to matter-load on anything, someone, something.

I spoke to my friend in high school in this exact place. I asked her what she was doing. She said "freelance" on point, as if she was asked the same question a million times and finally decided to cut the conversation with one word. Pretty clever of her, I must say-it's difficult trying to explain what exactly you're doing with your life without judgement, even if it seems like you're pretty much on track.

Clean breaks. I have to learn how to do that. I should stop being so scared.