So, I’m kinda freaking out at the moment. With only two more weeks until I leave Philadelphia, I’m agonizing over the decision I’ve made to uproot my entire life on a whim. I’m beginning my descent into “oh fuck, this is really happening” and meticulously cataloging all of the things that I’m leaving behind. And I’ve begun looking for arbitrary signs to tell me that this isn’t the dumbest thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. Like this one… Read more

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