My last attempt at
clinging onto Chelan. Great Scott was
that trip necessary! As a recent
graduate and struggling writer, sometimes the “live for the art”
life and movement can become somewhat repetitive. In that case, trips like these act as your
own personal pick me ups, and pick me up it did! Actually jump start is the more appropriate
phrase.
Life after college isn’t
all it’s cracked up to be. Not in this
deceptive economy. It makes living “la
vida loca” in the dorms appear bearable.
Nawww, that ish was terrible, ok not terrible, but in dire need of refurbishing,
I’m talking suite 4,
level 2, ya’ll hear me out there!
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