I have had some depression. Earlier today it was overwritten by intense joy at the prospect of minoring in human neuroscience and technology.

Money continues to be a concept I don’t really “get” but Noah can loan me the funds for Nicolaas Jarr/bread/tequila/therapy. After the last 6 months of bills Noah stills owes me around $400, so maybe everything is easy, I can have both feelings and fun – then talk about it.

I am mostly me. Deep in my headphones at work, making jokes, worrying about texting the people I like, but not worrying too much about debt or the €6720 that I need to get an education visa in Finland.

I told Jess I would rather be ghosted than broken up with. Now I’m worried about both. I am getting the feeling that they are over me. How painful. How desirable.

(Shortly after writing this Jess broke up with me).