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Right now feels an awful lot like starting over. I moved out of the dorms the other day, with mixed feelings. Part of me says I need to be away from school for an extended period, the other part knows that summer at home won't be a whole lot better. I read the anniversary card that Cait gave me for the first time in probably three months, and wondered how something so nostalgic and sincere went away so quickly. I packed it with care inside my brown coat to protect it from rain, and that was the very last time I left B615.
Summer is here and new concerns come to fruition. I think I'm going back to my old job, working 40+ hours a week making heat exchangers. It's a rotten job, but I need consistent pay right now to fill up my goals for the summer. There's also a thread of optimism due to the amount of people I know that will be scattered about. I feel like on any given weekend I can travel somewhere and enjoy life.
My new focus is to be writing constantly, whether it be music or a screenplay or lyrics, anything. I need to start creating the kind of work I think I'm capable of. Also, it would be nice to make my parents happy for once.
Summer is here and new concerns come to fruition. I think I'm going back to my old job, working 40+ hours a week making heat exchangers. It's a rotten job, but I need consistent pay right now to fill up my goals for the summer. There's also a thread of optimism due to the amount of people I know that will be scattered about. I feel like on any given weekend I can travel somewhere and enjoy life.
My new focus is to be writing constantly, whether it be music or a screenplay or lyrics, anything. I need to start creating the kind of work I think I'm capable of. Also, it would be nice to make my parents happy for once.