Sunday, March 12, 2017

Dreams of Lives Lost

Or lives discovered. As I look back on my life, I had some vague notions that I'd travel, maybe save the world, create art, write fiction, teach marine biology. I thought I might make my mark on the world; instead of adventuring, I ended up living in San Francisco. I worked for temp agencies in order to make the rent. I worked for non profit agencies in between the temp agencies. It was like a yo-yo between the business world and the do-good world. While I can appreciate how much benefit that non-profits do for our society, I can also attest to the low wages and long hours and heart ache. However, I kept dreaming, believing that something better would happen, that I could make something better happen.

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