I wake up from my neighbour's bed, walk a stretch of 5 feet and enter my little hole in the wall. I check my e-mails, and deal with the rejection letter from OISE. Now all I can think about is the wall of rejection. I couldn't tell whether I should be sad or just get on with life, as these things obviously will happen. I think the best plan of action from here is just not to hide it, and embrace it fully.