03 November 2011
i'm walking through the loop alone at 1 a.m. after yet another ridiculous chicago night. it is me and my city and that stupid one republic song i first heard in the spree of elation that was the drive from yusha's house back into boston this summer.
i've just lost a freelance job. the one i'd been counting on since last may to carry me through to this spring. and i'm smiling because i know two things...
i know with absolute certainty that i am going to do this.
i know with equally absolute certainty that i do not know how.
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