The page you were hoping for doesn’t exist.

But if you clicked it…
it means you were at least curious.

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And honestly?
I respect that.

Because while I do desperately need money…
I can probably keep borrowing from my mom for at least a little bit longer.

(I might run for office one day, so let’s not guarantee my opposition research this early.)

If you clicked this link, it means I successfully made an April Fools joke.

And for that…
I think you should consider tipping your jester.

Here’s what’s really going on here:

I’m trying to book a flight to DC.

It’s $576.80 round trip.


(My car insurance auto-payment overdrafted my bank account this morning.)

That’s the notification I woke up to today.
Unlike this, it wasn’t a joke.

I’ve been applying for grants nonstop…
but that process is slow.

And the people who fund this kind of work?

They’re all going to be in one place.
In 20 days.

I need to be there.

Because this isn’t just a project.
This is the thing I’m building my life around.

And this is the part most people don’t see:

I quit working for money last May.
I “donate” my plasma twice a week and use food stamps to get by every month.

(and of course, beg my mom for loans)

It’s been almost a year without a real paycheck.

My dad is living on my couch.

We haven’t paid rent since our building got bought
and they started clearing people out in the fall.

And somehow… this isn’t a sad story.

I still feel more certain than ever
that this is what I’m supposed to be doing.

So yeah—

if you were curious about seeing me exposed…

this is it.

No paywall.

Just me asking:

help me get to DC?

And since you’ve been fool at least once today…

Tip your jester.

xoxo
– sophforpresident