I'm pretty certain I want a lifestyle over a career.

I have these dreams of being really great, of standing out to the world, but I don't know why.

I knew I've always been incredibly self-absorbed, and I've discovered that even more in the past couple months. But it's empty.

I used to think that being great and standing out would get me something––beyond that.  I'm pretty sure what I wanted it to get me was a life. But I'm starting to realize that's not how it works. Why don't I just go for the life?

Before she left, Pip said I needed a job that would finance my hobbies. Those words are still bouncing around in my head.