I’m walking after you

I’m in muggy ass Florida after a 2 hour delay with my connecting flight. I’m scrambling trying to do some recon for tomorrow and researching all the companies with who I’ll be trying to schedule interviews so that I don’t sound like an idiot. Also, dress shoes are basically little more than medieval torture devices. I have some idea now of the struggle girls have with heels (though I really appreciate the effort!) I’ve preemptively bought bandaids because my feet will be bloody stumps by the end of the week at this rate.

This song fucking killed me about a year ago. It’s still pretty powerful.

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