Monday, June 8, 2009


I like going to work. It's a wonderful distraction. I am required to look conventionally attractive. I have regulars that come in specifically to have a good conversation with me. I receive a free meal during my shift. I feel taken care of. I work with hilarious and brilliant women. My managers care about my well being and give me wonderful hours. My hard work is appreciated. Everyone says thank you. I meet people from around the world. It fits in perfectly with my school hours. But then I come home alone and reality hits me. I can't keep running forever.

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