This is the first day of the rest of my life…well, technically it’s the second day since I have officially graduated college (again) and entered the real world. Except for this time there is no pre-ordained career path to follow. Theatre is for damn sure NOT respiratory therapy, so there is no one waiting on the side lines with a guaranteed check for $850 (or more) bi-weekly. Nope…I have to get it myself this time and this literally scares me TO DEATH!
you've done quite well so far Stacey, just keep swimming!
It’s 2015 Stacey, and my how you’ve grown. I’m incredibly proud of you.