First there was writing. It was the one thing I’ve done since I was a child that always brought me joy. The one thing that no matter what anyone told me, I believed in my soul I was meant to do.Then there were the distractions. Lofty dreams of modeling (I don’t even like taking…
Month: February 2016
The Day I Quit My Job
I sat quietly at my desk. I leaned closer to the computer so no one could see the tears that were now pouring down my face. After several months of surviving without a dreaded “day job” I had to swallow my pride and begin working again. The problem wasn’t working in itself that bothered me….