I interviewed at Patreon and realized I had walked into a building of 50+ artists who seemed really chill and fun to work with.
And then my friend texted me about a 5BR house he found with a living room and a backyard and a patio.
Maybe I should spend a year in SF?
Adding another option to 2016...
What the fuck is my life?
Everything changing every second.
I'm a mess?
Story of my life.