My life is very not together. I am currently on a leave of absence from my job because I’d rather be broke than asking, “Chicken or pasta?” for the 256th time on a 15-hour plane ride. I have a liberal arts degree in something I have no desire to pursue as a career. I justify spending at least two days a week sipping $4.00 drip coffee from a hip coffee shop because... money buys caffeine happiness. I have sent out multiple cover letters over the past few months and have received a depressing number of replies back. Oh, and I’m 110% single.