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December 29, 2012

the tenth: mexican food. dinner with the fam. the chat with my dad about whether i would write what i wanted as opposed to what the world wanted.

the eleventh: i ranted about it.


the twelfth: i awoke and padded into the bathroom to find this taped to the mirror with a note in my mother's handwriting that maybe i should look into it.

i went downstairs and asked my mother about it. she told me i should talk to my father and have him help me get a plan for getting a master of fine arts degree in creative writing. 

and when i thanked her for cutting out the ad, she said she hadn't done it.

that my father had.

2 comments :

  1. Oh, I'm jealous! We have too much debt with my husband's student loans to even contemplate this.

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  2. That makes my heart smile :)

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