I…looked at my email to see if any of the jobs I applied for were successful—nothing—and sent out another batch, trying to manifest success, but only able to think about the blackness of space and the orbital trajectory of the sun around the Milky Way and how she was dragging us all nowhere forever. Determined to stay calm, I washed the duvet cover…bought Dinklebrot bread from the artisanal bakery…No jobs.
— Jun 06, 2026 08:13AM
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