I'll check on craigslist
Part of my travel to San Francisco is spent squished between elderly Chinese on their way to China Town on bus 30. I find it strangely endearing. I commute 3 hours a day to and from my internship at www.pokersavvy.com. I always feel the need to explain myself, but not right now.
Castro Valley holds a steadier rhythm than I remember. I love the people still here but I secretly hope for news that they’re leaving. My greatest fear is that I’ll wake up a year from now in the same place doing the exact same thing. Even though I just graduated I am constantly disappointed with my lack of progression. Where is the career? The wife? The babies?
Castro Valley holds a steadier rhythm than I remember. I love the people still here but I secretly hope for news that they’re leaving. My greatest fear is that I’ll wake up a year from now in the same place doing the exact same thing. Even though I just graduated I am constantly disappointed with my lack of progression. Where is the career? The wife? The babies?