just a guy made of dots and lines (crs) wrote,
just a guy made of dots and lines

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when, exactly...

did I decide that the world owed me a free ride? When did I figure that I could just coast along, and do the bare minimum (or less, sometimes), and get away with whatever I pleased? This rosy world has shattered, and in its place is a stark, grey, place, with accountability and responsibility.

I needed to come here eventually. Why didn't college serve as a wakeup call to this?

Now I need to step back, look at what I have done, and what I haven't, and figure out what I need to do to make it right.

Fortune favors hard workers. Me? I just gave up any claim I had on anything like providence or fortune.
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