Day 4
Slight hope dangles on a string-
Like slow spinning redemption......
Just got back from my interview.. Met Joyce and Joan when i was leaving.. Received a msg from Joyce not long after, that she got her placement.. Disappointment overwhelmed me... Least i knew that i was not even CLOSE to good enough to get accepted right there, right then. What the hell is wrong with me, tell me.
Is it wrong to dream about working in the airport? Am i pinning too high a hope for myself? Or is my dream barely an attainable one? I dun think so. But y do i find myself in this mother fucking pathetic state struggling to swim against this down flowing river with extremely strong current? I cant even feel myself moving forward... Im stationary. Or rather, im being pushed. Being thrown right down to the bottom. Of i-dunno-where....
"Baby where are u........."
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