Typically summer is a time of dilated time, and people in various stages of disarray.
In contrast, my last week feels like Fast and Furious 6. A blurring of pigtails and business professional; sitting on the edge of my mattress in a dress doing phone interviews, dancing barefoot and reconnecting with randoms. Two days, two job offers and a plane ticket to Italy.
Virginia Mason Medical Center, Intermediate Care, 12 hour night shifts. Yes. Soul sold.
Follow for recounts of impromptu adventures and reassurances of aliveness as I attempt to squander all of my money and remaining dignity prior to employment. I recognize that motorbikes are not a positive life choice.
SO RAD, good choice to stay away from motorbikes, might want to add dark narrow tunnels to that list too ;)
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