Got red pilled, as one does, taking a module on French poststructuralism during my undergrad. Haven't been happy since, though of course now I must question whether I'd been happy before. One thing I did do before was write a blog, when I was about 13, which perhaps did not make me happy but definitely gave me satisfaction because my dad said I was a good writer.
Long story short, this is an attempt to marry my pursuit of a career in perpetual childhood with an insurance policy - you know, something I can show for all the lost time.
Long story short, this is an attempt to marry my pursuit of a career in perpetual childhood with an insurance policy - you know, something I can show for all the lost time.
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