Okay, I’m going through the tedious task of writing a personal statement for [redacted]. I thought I had it, only to realize that I wasn’t writing for [redacted] but for myself. But here I am, sharing my very personal statement. Why? Because I’m a narcissist, and I'm also procrastinating on writing my next draft of my (professional) personal statement. Jokes aside, I’m sharing, because I think this provides a historical background on who I am and why I am this way. Please be kind.

A peek into my daily existential crisis.

I was a suburban city slicker… until I wasn’t. I take to the woods a lot these days. I’m now becoming a mildly granola suburban city slicker. How many times can I use this phrase without being annoying?