How do you celebrate the one year anniversary of getting cheated on and losing your apartment? Is that the ‘drink bleach’ anniversary?

If I were to create a venn diagram (which I am known to do), at which point do ‘uncomplicated women’ and ‘creative women’ meet? Do these two circles ever actually encounter each other, or are they completely unfamiliar with the existence of the other? Is there a singular, imperceptible point which I’m never going to be able to find?

This might explain my poor romantic decisions. Mathematics may be the only sensible way to detail where everything goes wrong.

I keep on saying that I’m going to spend the day sewing, but I lose momentum far too quickly. This time I mean it.