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I am counting down the days until this semester is over. It marks the last of my current responsibilities. I'm still thinking about moving to Philly right after I graduate. I'll need to get established and get a good job. I'll spend at least a year or two looking for real estate and then hopefully, I'll be able to open my hostel.
Lately I keep repeating to myself... "I am going to have a good life" I think I do it to keep from getting sucked into the shit storm that is my current life. I haven't opened up to anyone or told people how bad it truly is. I don't think I would be able to find the words- even if I could, I wouldn't want anyone feeling sorry for me. So I become reclusive and dream of better days. I'm good at that.
3 weeks down. 13 more to go. Almost a fourth of the way done- when you look at it like that, it seems manageable.
Lately I keep repeating to myself... "I am going to have a good life" I think I do it to keep from getting sucked into the shit storm that is my current life. I haven't opened up to anyone or told people how bad it truly is. I don't think I would be able to find the words- even if I could, I wouldn't want anyone feeling sorry for me. So I become reclusive and dream of better days. I'm good at that.
3 weeks down. 13 more to go. Almost a fourth of the way done- when you look at it like that, it seems manageable.