My life was wonderful. I did whatever, I lounged around, I drew pictures all the time and made many words for you all to read. I got a new job, made some new friends, things were great.
Shortly afterward... School started.
Life lost its meaning. Suddenly I had no time to relax, to sleep, to draw, to write. What was the point?
Then one day...
I got my first paycheck from my new job.
But...
Alas.
So true.
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