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Good Morning and welcome to the Seriouside of the jrilshow. We will talk about the following topics this morning:
Her Story...
Saturday night, sitting in my parking space in front of my town home, tears poured out of my eyes as if someone had died. Monday morning was just around the corner and I would have to return to my job. No one hated me at work, (that I knew of) and I did not hate the job or anyone there. What was happening to me was that I was not able to live my dream. Finally, getting out of the car at 3 a.m. and making my way into my town home the tears continued. I lay in bed all day on Sunday, dreading Monday. I got myself together and I went to go get the answer to know what to do next. When I arrived at my mom's I sat on the side of her bed, swollen face and all. She asked, "What's the matter?" I said, "I want to live my dream." She said, "Then do it." I said, "You don't understand, I don't want to go to my job in the morning." I could not believe that my mother was saying for me to live my dream. She was the very person I KNEW would tell me to return to work. She told me, "Hell, you need to be happy, so live your dream."
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