novice Buddhist, expert neurotic. writer. aspiring adult.
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I currently have $2,788 in my checking account, and less than $200 in savings. Tomorrow I need to pay my rent which is $725. I owe my dad $3,200 for saving me from the awful housing situation I got into in September, but I have a feeling he’ll forgive most of it, or at least allow me a long time to pay him back with no interest (thanks dad). I also owe almost $2k from taxes when I was permalancing last year.
These are the things I am thinking about on the last day of my real adult full time job. I have no job in line to replace this. I went to a club on Friday night, one that’s popular with people I wouldn’t normally spend time with. I was told to get off a couch because some guy had “paid $1k to sit there.” I felt kind of bad for him. The people I talked to that night asked what I did, and my answer was “I’m in a band, I write, I DJ, I do some other things,” and I realized what it feels like to be on the other side of that interaction I’ve had so many times in this city. It’s terrifying.
Last night I was paid to cover an event for the first time, and it was the first show at the new Silent Barn, something a lot of us have been waiting for forever and never really believed was going to happen. Being in the space and seeing what they can create there was so inspiring, I can’t wait for it to become even more amazing than their old space. They wrote their budget for January on a piece of wood in plain sight and I watched a girl paint an increasingly abstract sun and sky around it. I’m so glad there are people in this community willing to commit their lives to making weird art together.
2013, I think I’m ready.