And now I'm "just" an interpreter. About a month ago, I would have killed to be "just" an interpreter.
When I found out, I was at work in the office, where there are no windows. The moment I step outside, it's raining like hell. I guess the world feels as shitty as I do. It's OK, world - we'll find something else.
What a fucking depressing blog post.
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