If there is anything I have learned in this past month, it is this: I would much rather be poor and barely scraping by than to be working every hour of my life doing something that provides nothing but monetary gain. I may have seven or eight odd jobs at the moment, and I may not be getting paid for all of them, but I'll be damned if I don't enjoy each and every one of them. So I can't afford new things; I have my books, I have my animals, and I have the basic necessities of life.
What more does a girl really need?
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