I peeked out the window, and the world looked so cold to me. I was warm in my house, but the world felt so cold. I turned on the tv, and my thoughts escaped my mind. Scrolling through the channels I felt no sense of purpose in any program turning on. I stopped. The news. Today alone there have been fourteen intentional murders in the United States. Wow. So proud to be an American. I bet four of these murders took place in some random town, and the entire town will be devastated for years to come. The other bunch, probably will go unnoticed. But I'm just sitting here in my warm house, with my cute dog, and way overpriced tv.
I threw my dogs toy, and he chased after it, brought it back to me, and repeated the same thing about fourteen times. I walked out onto my back porch and I could see my neighbor mowing their perfect lawn. I dipped my feet in the pool to check the temperature. I had enough money to make it as hot as I wanted, but I always kept it at sixty degrees. I walked around to the front of my house, through the white picket fence, and went to the mail box. I shuffled through the different bills and magazines to find the letter I had been waiting for. This letter proved whether or not what I had been studying for months was all worth it. I opened the way to tight seal on the packaging and pulled out the crispy white piece of paper. "You got the job" I said out loud. My body become overloaded with joy, and I screamed a little bit. I finally can do what I love. I finally can move out, and be somebody that matters.
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