I just registered for Graduate School classes….
And it’s left me with some burning questions:
Why am I leaving everyone I love?
Why would I even think for a second that moving to DALLAS from Denver is a good idea?
What the hell is wrong with me that I want to obligate myself to 270 pages a night of Feminist theory and acquire thousands of dollars in debt?
WHY would I stuff my entire life into a 1993 Honda Accord (again!) and drive 11 hours through the DESERT with a shaky transmission and no air conditioning?
What? … What? WHAT?!?!
Why am I moving to Texas in August…?