Summer Vacation Sucks

Sorry for the delay in writing, someone texted me “K” and I was busy plotting their demise.

For being unemployed and receiving (what feels like) continuous “thanks, but no thanks” emails from NUMEROUS companies — seriously, I couldn’t even get a job at Target for Christ’s sake; they told me I’m over-qualified, the bastards — I have been leading a pretty busy life. Granted, most of my time is spent doing family activities, running any sort of errands I can think of and spending a bunch of time with my best friend as well as reconnecting with old friends, meeting their significant others and, in some cases, their children.

It’s odd, this not making money and living with your parents thing. I’m 26 and feel like I just graduated high school. I feel like I’m on summer vacation and just waiting for my real life to begin. Except for that sense of responsibility gnawing at me from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed; the nausea that settles in the bottom of my stomach as I watch my savings dwindle each month as I pay my bills; the lump in my throat that swells up every time I get a rejection email from a possible employer; the extra weight I feel on my body as I am forced to walk around with pants on because I no longer live by myself.


I have a little something something in the works for another in-depth Disney blog, check back soon!


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