14. in hindsight: april

The glorious path of least resistance or the American life and my imminent career shift

It’s Mooooooonday. And that means that I’m late. I’m coming here, to your home offering you my apologies for being a little late.
This dispatch could’ve been sent yesterday but it wasn’t because Life got in the way.

Last week was a kinda tough one for me. I cried a minimum amount of twice every day. I’m going through a phase my therapist warned me about…