I thought finding a dry corner and some moldy bread would be enough to get me through the week, but apparently, a library is not the best place to hide from the rain. 🌧️ It’s freezing, my hands are covered in coal dust, and I’m still trying to piece together why I’m even here. Am I the only one who feels like the most important pieces of the puzzle are always the ones missing? Honestly, I just need to understand this myself before I lose my mind.