Reflection.
I’m at a loss of words to describe everything. Things have been… different? weird? a part of growing up? I’m not sure. Take your pick. Artists have always been able to say what I want more eloquently.
No more worrying about whether or not I’m graduating on time. I found an internship and I’m the only intern and in charge of pretty much everything. It’s really cool to be getting all this promotion experience and to actually have my bosses want my input and to actually execute my ideas, I sometimes wish I was in an agency wearing cute business attire. But I guess there is plenty of time for that in the future, so now I should just enjoy my awesome summer internship. Because it seriously is awesome.
The apartment is large… and lonely. Big kid jobs can suck sometimes. They leave little time to do nothing with the people you don’t mind that you’re doing nothing with.
Come keep me company. And…
make a face like you mean it.
(House of Heroes has been playing on repeat all week. I’d post a song but they got lost on the transfer of computers and good youtube videos don’t exist.)
