Week 15: "Tyler's not here..."

This week has been a blur. I hardly know what day of the week it is, begrudgingly leaving my apartment for groceries and kitty litter. Yesterday I spent 12 hours on my couch, bingeing "The Queen's Gambit" from start to finish.

I've seen this sequence before: our protagonist hits their lowest low right before falling into spiritual alignment. Unfortunately, David Fincher isn't here to write my character arch. I am Edward Norton in Fight Club, "Tyler's not here. Tyler went away. Tyler's gone." All the while, being Tyler.

I haven't reached the part in the script when they successfully demolish Wall Street. Does that part only happen in the movies?

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I've pushed my roadtrip start date to August 1, 2022, two months later than plan A. I've also adjusted my savings goal to $4000, two-thousand dollars below plan A. I've mourned the death of plan A, and now plan B is underway.

Plan B takes advantage of free campsites along the way, still makes 23 stops, and gets us home by Christmas 2022.

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I applied to Brockport's EMT course for the Spring 2022-23 semester, hoping that route will provide more job security than bartending.

A job that can't be swept out from under my feet at any moment.

xxoo Ten