needlepoint - room 4- sf, ca
being an adult is weird and expensive. the bills never stop, and the responsibilities continue to pile on. i can handle paying the rent and the utilities, mopping the floors and keeping my fridge filled, but i'm still not that comfortable with the big stuff. like deciphering my medical insurance coverage and being cordial to people in my workplace who annoy the living crap out of me. it frightens me to think that stuff only gets bigger.
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