The thing I keep coming back to isn't a big moment. It's that my kit is still in my trunk. In the art department, you have a bag with your own stuff in it—tape, blades, a staple gun, whatever. I drove two days to get here in August and unpacked literally everything else, including my kitchen stuff, but I didn't bring that bag inside. It's been in there ever since.
My mom asked if I wanted to put it in the garage, and I said no. She didn't push it, but I could see her clock that. Because if it's in the trunk, it's like I'm between jobs. If it's in the garage, it's storage. That's the whole difference, and I know that's insane. It's a bag.
The dumber one is that I'm still paying for my software: twenty-nine dollars a month for something I haven't opened since June, on a computer that barely runs it. I see the charge and think about canceling, and then I don't. I make about sixteen dollars an hour right now. People here assume something went wrong, that I got screwed over or couldn't hack it. But nothing went wrong. I was working. I had credits. I was in it. My rent went up two-fifty, and I sat down with a spreadsheet and there was no version of the numbers that worked. That's it. I did the math, and then I drove home.
The thing I keep coming back to isn't a big moment. It's that my kit is still in my trunk. In the art department, you have a bag with your own stuff in it—tape, blades, a staple gun, whatever. I drove two days to get here in August and unpacked literally everything else, including my kitchen stuff, but I didn't bring that bag inside. It's been in there ever since.
My mom asked if I wanted to put it in the garage, and I said no. She didn't push it, but I could see her clock that. Because if it's in the trunk, it's like I'm between jobs. If it's in the garage, it's storage. That's the whole difference, and I know that's insane. It's a bag.
The dumber one is that I'm still paying for my software: twenty-nine dollars a month for something I haven't opened since June, on a computer that barely runs it. I see the charge and think about canceling, and then I don't. I make about sixteen dollars an hour right now. People here assume something went wrong, that I got screwed over or couldn't hack it. But nothing went wrong. I was working. I had credits. I was in it. My rent went up two-fifty, and I sat down with a spreadsheet and there was no version of the numbers that worked. That's it. I did the math, and then I drove home.
