maranda — Tue, 19 Jul 2011 21:32:46 GMT

Dear My Livejournal,

I know your 10th birthday is coming up. I know I missed a lot of you lately, I'm sorry, please don't become a stripper.

Love,

Me

My quest for a grown up job is still fruitless. I submit resumes and submit resumes and submit resumes, to things art related and to things not art related that I possess the skills for. I never hear anything back aside from one or two automated emails. I know I shouldn't hold out for a job that isn't some restaurant or some store, but I don't want to settle. I'm 23. I'm a college graduate. I shouldn't have to work jobs reserved for high school kids and college kids and deadbeats.

Mental and emotional stress and a slight twinge of depression has been ravaging my sleep cycles off and on, and I'm pretty sure I haven't had my period in two months because of it. I can't keep track of the days anymore. The weeks go by and nothing happens. I'm tired of not being able to do anything for myself half the time and relying on others. I'm tired of being unable to repay people. I'm tired of being unable to give back.

I know it's not going to be like this forever, but I'm just tired of this time inbetween.

the artist still known as Maranda