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"so what do you do, now?"
This question has kept me away from all reunions so far. Speaking of which, I am thinking of taking a class in the fall. I don't know why I am even considering it because it almost always ends with me being an anxious mess, but I guess I am just really sick of feeling useless.
My first college (which went bankrupt at the end of my sophomore year) had a really great theater department, which also ran a summer program, which all of us did. The grads of that program are having a reunion next summer in Vermont and I am so looking forward to it. I think it will be fun because it's just us theater geeks.
What kind of class, sj?
I've avoided all my reunions.
Come to think of it, it's been years since I communicated with someone I graduated with.
What kind of class, sj?
Either an English or a Psychology class at the local 2 year college. Possibly online or possibly on campus, which is around the corner from where we live.
Sounds convenient and interesting. Worth thinking about, anyway.
Thanks, -t.
I do dread the "so what do you do, now?" questions because I've run out of entertaining ways to say "nothing".
"I'm lucky enough to be a woman of leisure".
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"I'm lucky enough to be a woman of leisure".
This is what my mother keeps trying to get me to say to people. I don't think I could pull it off right.
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