Five
It's April, 2006. I'm moving to Philadelphia in less than 2 months. I'm nervous. I've been working hard, 60 hours a week, for a while now and it might just pay off this time. I have a job waiting for me; my portfolio is finished. I think for once, my head is on straight and everything is in order.
I am proud. I spent the night reading this after work and crying. I've come a long, long way-- there and back again. However this happened, whoever made it happen-- thank you.
I am proud. I spent the night reading this after work and crying. I've come a long, long way-- there and back again. However this happened, whoever made it happen-- thank you.