The four corners of my bedroom.
It's strange to be in a transitional phase-- looking for jobs, applying to graduate school, making moves to take the next step. Among countless conversations with friends in a similar phase of life, I can't really complain, or feel "left behind". I feel excited. I could find something in Philadelphia or in New York. I could be working full-time, I could be going to school for my Masters. I could even be back in Dublin, for goodness' sake.
Then there are the questions like, "Should I paint my bedroom?" I can't decide what's worth my time or not. I have no idea how long I'll be here or where I'll be next.
It's all rather exciting (that is, until the excitement wears off and I can't stand to look at my résumé for one more second).
As a sidenote, there's nothing like Downton Abbey, Olive Kitteridge, and a little amoxicillin to make a bout of strep throat bearable.
All photos taken via Instagr.am for iPhone
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