My roommate drank my beer in front of me. That is my biggest complaint. Also I’m ten pounds overweight, but who isn’t. That’s not a question.
I have my first check for my writing. Not in my hand, but I have it. In the Internet. Waiting for me to cash it in.
I have inside of me the idea of the moment. I will take a picture, holding the check in front of me, the check in focus, myself blurred but smiling. I’m going to scan it and frame it, and place it beside my degree.
The check is for $21.96.
My plan is coming together. Long term vision.
I’ve been freelancing for a year.