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Life is hard, because I'm at the end of grad school and the sheer exhaustion of it is in my bones. I'm at the end of a two year marathon and desperately want to collapse, but the finish line is in sight and that keeps me going.

I also got to visit my best friend in Brooklyn this past weekend and got to meet one of my classmates who also lives there, so that was great. My fucking cishet bestie also schemed to get me to not one but two lesbian bars because she's the best. Ginger's in particular was incredibly life affirming- never have I been in a space so full of women with eyes for women. We drank near the bar, and I saw a butch on a date with another woman- I could see the way she looked at her date, the way her eyes smoldered with desire. The bathroom mirror thanked me for being trans, and I danced next to an adorable couple- I was tipsy enough to comment how great they seemed together and one of them told me they had been together for 14 years.
I wanna be in a couple like that.
The Cubbyhole was more low-key and cozy. Pretty sure the bartender was also the owner. I drank a Supernova (red wine, of course).

And my friends got along super well and exchanged numbers so hopefully they'll hang. My classmate wants me to stay with her next time (don't get excited weirdos, she's in a relationship).