Beating the streets
I love looking for a job. (: It's so mysterious. While looking, you feel this certain super power--like you could take any of the jobs you read about. Envisioning yourself in each one suddenly makes you feel experienced and strong--able to take on the world!!! Then you go for an interview--HA! talk about reality check (: Still, as I read these adds: "caretaker for men in psycho ward," "Chef for new cuisine resteraunt--10yrs. exp. required," "Prison guard for troubled youth," or "Mechanic for high-tech equip.--apply at NASA," I am overwhelmed with the feeling that I can do or be anything I want. And how many times are we at that place in life (:
Finally Woken
Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorous morn.

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