Left internship for a slower pace in life and got a job two jobs that pay.

The magazine had been terminated, my entry unpublished, unread and archived. 

Dua Lipa has been my muse. 

Meryl Streep is still my spirit animal. 

Murakami, still as depressing as ever, remains my favourite. 

Penang was tiring, but wholly fulfilling. 

Japan was nice, but better alone.  

I’m moving on. 

I’m moving on. 

I’m moving on.