Well, I've given up. I pretty much slept 0 hours last night because I was running the situation through my head and the only conclusion I can come up with is that no, I will not have the means to move to Philly in April.
Because I lost my job over a month ago. Because, even with a college degree, things are so shitty that I still don't have a job. Because apparently, I truly am an adult now and the words "economic crisis" now effects me. Because I don't want to leave Matty, the cats and the dog behind and go by myself.
I have a college degree, and I'm waiting to hear back about a job at CVS. Shit.
All I've wanted since I was a kid was to get out of Kentucky, and every year that I think it's finally going to happen.....something has to wreck all of my plans. All of my hard work.
If I don't get a paycheck by January 4th, any money that I get for xmas will go towards paying my rent. And I can't stop crying.
I'll get over this in a few days...after I've mourned Philly....again. I just hate when the realization hits...because it always hits hard. And it hurts.
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