Sup Reality.
Hi, 12:47.
Alright, full shift at 8 AM, bring it on.
Kick my ass.
Because two weeks from now I'm going to be so grateful for all these 8 o'clock mornings in my payperiod.
I'm making my money and I'm paying my rent and I'm so damn excited to be getting on with my life.
It's been long day after long day, my feet hurt, my back hurts, my brain hurts, but it really doesn't matter.
Because I am finally getting what I want and I'm doing on my own, by myself.
Every table I seat, every file I file, every menu I clean, every appointment I make, I'm getting further away from here.
That's something to be proud of.
I have a roof over my head.
A bed to sleep in.
A family who supports me.
An incredible guy who loves me.
Friends who care for me.
A job that is paying the bills.
A second job in the works that'll further pay my bills.
I have a house waiting for me 180 miles away.
A school waiting for me.
A life waiting for me.
Reality, you've been a real bitch lately, but I've made it out STRONGER. Wiser. More mature.
C'mon Life.
Bring it.
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