Passing

6 years ago, when I learned that my dad had cancer, I was led to believe that it didn't matter. The doctors said it was a slow-moving tumor, and he would pass away from natural causes before the cancer ever became a serious threat to his life. That was 6 years ago. Today, I move to Philadelphia to chase down the dream of being a writer. And my father sits at home, dying of a tumor in his abdomen. It turns out that speed isn't everything. Direction counts for something as well.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Outstanding

I have an Ivy League education and I am applying to the same jobs I applied to four years ago, jobs for high schoolers and high school graduates. And I really have not heard back from any of them.

I graduated with honors in philosophy.

I'm not complaining. I'm just amused.

Passing

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Outstanding

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