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I feel like I'm always looking towards the future instead of enjoying the present. Truth be told, the present doesn't interest me, and in my mind, I'm already gone. A week from Monday. I don't know if I can make it.
Every night I feel more and more confined to my room. I need to get out and feel pavement under my feet, maybe, and enjoy my last September in North Stonington. If such a thing is possible. but I'm going crazy, bouncing off the walls in my room.
I'm nearly applied to a job in Framingham. Just revising my cover letter and waiting for HR to get back to me about my resume (they said they'd look it over).
It's only time away...
Every night I feel more and more confined to my room. I need to get out and feel pavement under my feet, maybe, and enjoy my last September in North Stonington. If such a thing is possible. but I'm going crazy, bouncing off the walls in my room.
I'm nearly applied to a job in Framingham. Just revising my cover letter and waiting for HR to get back to me about my resume (they said they'd look it over).
It's only time away...