working girl: a day in the life
homeless people say the damndest things. like when they reach right into your gut and rip out one of those moments you've managed to choke down but will never fully digest. and they always pull five or six more out along with it because they tend to talk along a theme until a collective ache forms in that spot just above your eyes and you want to ( Read more... )
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the long of it: i did a year with AmeriCorps. I ended up working briefly with an adorable and cooky old man who'd just retired from 37 years of community service. my year was almost up, i started going on some pretty cool job interviews. one day he said "do you trust me?" i laughed and said, sure i do. and he asked for my resume. turns out he was also the namesake of a shelter for homeless men and women. i had an interview with the board of directors before i really even knew what it was for. and we were equally impressed with each other. and i guess i figured what the hell?
i don't know. it sort of all fell out of the sky. sometimes i still wake up thinking what is i'm doing?...oh yeah...what the..?
having said that, i love what i do. it's so fucking hard it's nearly impossible. and i love it.
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