I feel young to already live in my dream home. Most people have to wait and save and take mortgages for a couple decades, and yet, here I am, at 27. It turns out it is much less dramatic than all that if your dream home is a studio apartment.

A man just held the door open for me to a single person restaurant bathroom. The door opened inward, which meant standing side by side between the toilet and the overlarge trash can.

Writing a blog is different than writing a diary. A diary isn’t for an audience and is more of a processing tool. I’ve kept diaries on and off for many years, and re-reading them is one of the more painful experiences.

It took me until almost 9:30am today to remember it was April Fools. I had breakfast with S., commuted, and saw my first client without even thinking about it. I even saw some snippets of the news and read another chapter in my book without it occurring to me.