pretty things to make tuesday NOT the worst day of all ever.
(Source: madtrader)
i just, very unexpectedly, found and applied to what can effectively be described as my dream job. it’s the kind of opportunity that i moved up here for. it’s what i’ve wanted to do since sophomore year, when i knew these kinds of things existed. i desperately, desperately want it, and i’m behaving as one might expect- obsessively refreshing my inbox, crossing my fingers until they cramp.
i can’t help but feel like this is supposed to happen. that the great relocation was put off so that we can both be happy, and that things will unfold as such. i know i can do it. i just want it so badly. it’s what i’m supposed to do with my life.