moving on up.

I think I ripped this page out of "Oh, The Places you'll Go" a couple years ago and stashed it in my miscellaneous box. (yes, I have a miscellaneous box. Quite full, actually) I'm sure I had plans to mail it to someone with an encouraging note and maybe a bag of cookies. But oddly enough, upon finding it, I just felt encouraged myself. I know that life in Pittsburgh is for the birds, but I will be done here sooner than I can imagine, and then I'll be able to move and work doing what I love. Never you mind that I will be in debt because of the cost of such happiness, it might be worth it. Actually, it will be worth it. I just want to make my parents proud of me. Once my dad says that, I can go back to being a slacker and just sleep and paint all day - but until then, I just have to keep working harder than I've ever imagined.