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It seems that 2013 is the year of rejection. Five burlesque festivals and one MFA photography program.
I don't know how I feel about that yet. On one hand, it feels like all kinds of possibilities have opened back up, now that I know for certain that I won't be committing the next three years of my life to school... On the other hand, I cannot understand why my life seems to constantly be grinding me into the dirt with the heel of its boot. I've got nothing, isn't that enough for you? I have no savings, no safety net, no backup. I'm leaving Provision at the end of the season, regardless.
If I say it enough, maybe I'll have the courage to actually do it.
I don't know how I feel about that yet. On one hand, it feels like all kinds of possibilities have opened back up, now that I know for certain that I won't be committing the next three years of my life to school... On the other hand, I cannot understand why my life seems to constantly be grinding me into the dirt with the heel of its boot. I've got nothing, isn't that enough for you? I have no savings, no safety net, no backup. I'm leaving Provision at the end of the season, regardless.
If I say it enough, maybe I'll have the courage to actually do it.