On top of everything else, I got rejected for my grant. But it’s actually a good thing because, to be honest, I haven’t read a single thing pertaining to the project since I applied. Which tells us I’m not very interested in it.
I liked it when I was applying but then I found my new favorite author, and now I’m obsessed. It’s like when I met N. After the first date, I knew it was him or nobody. And it’s been like that ever since.