Another year, another existential crisis.
Today is the day that America inaugurates that racist, sexist, utterly unqualified, climate change-denying rapist.
Six months of the real world: what have I lost, what have I gained?
Armed with only a sandwich, I pulled up my trusty Netflix queue and clicked on the pilot- 16 years after the fact.
The road to post-graduation life is paved with cover letters, stress breakdowns, and existential crises.
Different political opinions are “I like this tax plan, you like that one,” not voting for a misogynistic racist literally endorsed by the KKK.
“In a world full of Nancys, be a Barb?” Not so fast.