was a girl who applied for a job. a seemingly perfect job, one that had her pretty damn excited. it was the talk of the town and she heard good things all over the place about said job. she did not get that job. the town then began to get flooded and the sun didn’t come out for days. ok, so that last part is unrelated but creepy, right? right.
anywho, it’s been two days since i got the news and my first moment of sadness wasn’t even sadness. reading an email on the train from one of the bosses being super supportive and full of love and happiness that they weren’t losing me? that’s when the tears came. and let me tell ya, while i’m trying to get my fill of eminem and riri on the train, tears should not be flowing.
moments like this have been in abundance lately. a couple of months ago i spent a week at a conference where i spent time with an incredible group of people that i’m lucky enough to call friends now. the amount of support and love pouring in? amazing. i can’t really begin to think about it without filling up again. it’s crazy and i know i’m a lucky, lucky girl. i do not need new business cards to tell me that. 
