So here I sit, listening to Tegan & Sara’s ‘The Con’ album broken up by repeated viewings of a 46-second long video clip on youtube of Harold & Kumar singing “Hold On” by Wilson Phillips.

I just spent 8 blissful days in Middleburg Hts, Ohio reading, running and applying for jobs. I am seeing results – on all fronts. Running 5 miles a day clears your head and gives you calf muscles. Janet and Jeff are two people that everyone should be fortunate enough to know. Janet takes me under her wing and I take her under mine. She wants to go to the museum, I want to be company. She is an art teacher/ historian in need of a pupil, and I am a student in need of guidance.

Jesus Christ this is all so silly. As everything changes, nothing changes. Aunt Norma says: “Kristen, I’m having trouble trying to figure out where you want to go in advertising.” I think: how am I supposed to define a path that doesn’t exist.

You were initially a geology major. but after the fifth course you discovered that you were a terrible field scientist and a better social scientist. So you changed your major to art, a field defined by society. But geology still calls, you just bought used textbook on natural hazards. Then, the same year you declared art as a major you took an African Art history course by happenstance. And from that you were inundated with interest and curiosity: African Religions, Islamic Art & Architecture, and 20th Century History of Africa were taken shortly after.

Focus on just one. Just one. Just one. Exhaust it and move on.

Just one. Just one. Just one.

Exhausted. Just one. Just one. Just one.

Go for a run. Read. Chuck Palahniuk: “Being tired isn’t the same as being rich, but most times it’s close enough.”

Just one. Just one. Just one.

Just one means going to great lengths. Come with me.

My body pillow is a poor substitute for what you could be. Come with me.

please.