I remember clearly the day my good friend gently approached me back in my California days. She said she couldn’t help but notice how lately I always look stressed out whenever she saw me driving around the city. I was appalled…not because I actually WAS really stressed out, but ... Views: 1187
In my junior year of high school I had a summer job working for the brokerage firm that my mother worked for. She was thrilled because she was concerned that my love for theater and dance would keep me poor all my life. I needed something to fall back on, some real profession that had a future ... Views: 791