Dad told me to envision myself where I wanted to be and let the rest go. So here I am with slightly messy yet still luxurious Pantene hair at my new job where I have obligatory things like a desk and a computer, but I can see outside and I can get up and move around and interact pleasantly with my coworkers who smell nice. I suspect I can give up any dreams of being an artist, but does it look like that bothers me? Look at me getting work done! All productive and happy... this is the plan.
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