One of my not-so-close high school/considerably-closer-and-dear college friends received a full time job offer this week for when she graduates in December. I am so proud of her and she absolutely deserves this job (as well as the many other blessings that I am sure Life has in store for her). She works so hard and is a truly gentle soul who has never asked for much. She deserves happiness and if this job is a step in that direction (or even just an encouraging stepping stone on the way to her actual step in that right direction), I hope it treats her well.
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I don't know if distance truly does make the heart grow fonder, but I do know that high school is a terrible, agonizingly compulsory fact of American adolescence. Truly, if I was told I had to start over with my four years of high school next week (can someone give me a situation in which that would be necessary???) I would just flee the country instead. Although I wholeheartedly believe high school would be magnitudes better the second time around (just because I am a much more reasonable person), it would also be magnitudes worse because it fucking starts at 7:45 a.m. So if these two effects cancel each other out... what I'm left with is the realization that high school gave me the chance to be part of ripe sky and it gave ripe sky a chance to be a part of me and that's all that matters.
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