That one job....When I
That one job....
When I was a young girl I dreamed of being a dance teacher
Point your toes, chest up, relax your shoulders
I just couldn't wait to say it.
That is untill I researched careers at school one day
And there it was
Government Lawyer.
It looked like a new pair of shoes at the store... Waiting for me... to click one more information
So I did, and fell in love some more.
No longer would it be point and relax, but papers and meetings to spare.
It is my dream as of right now that will take some time.
There is pre-law, Law school, the Barr... and years of interning and training.
It'll be worth it though
6 figures baby.
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