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.