I walk by this house everyday on my route to and from work, slash wherever I am off to or coming home from. It inspires me. It belongs to a single woman who keeps it lovely and well maintained. When I walk by after dark, the room above the front door is usually warmly lit, and there are numerous degrees to be seen hanging on one of it's walls. I have seen this woman at her desk up there, and I imagine that she's writing some brilliant novel or for a successful journal in the Medical Community.
[This is what I imagine an older, single woman would do.]
I so want to be like her.
To become accomplished in a career in Veterinary Medicine, and create an amazingly helpful NPO for Crohn's sufferers all over New England.
To build a home and maintain my lifestyle on my own, should I choose to.
To illustrate my way into the hearts of Bostonians and sing my face off in performances with other musicians who share my love for sound.
Holy shit, Batman. I can't wait...
Hold the phone. I've already started.
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