So I'm a working gal. I'm not making six figures, but I'm making my figure. I still do alot of work even though my pay doesn't mirror that. Much of it is helping people for nothing. If you do that naturally, you are a pro. Helping people or anything is useful, it's the most moving thing since currency. You can help someone anywhere, and you finally know that you are a vice in the world's flow like it or not. My two great uncles were firefighters, they were paid, but they helped people for free. Deciding to rush into a burning bulding, without knowing whether you are going to make it is a personal decision. Alot of people in New York, should think about that, when those people decided not to come back, it was a big decision for sure. It had to be done, for those who could do it. And for those who couldn't there was no shame either. Only animal instinct makes the most sense.

I think about that when I do my job. It's as important, as someone else's job. I think that when I'm disrespected, I gotta keep my respect for myself. I'm not here to be put in the shit box, I'm doing good with what I have.

I was out last night, and I was thinking maybe I could pass good with just myself. No big changes, and what I was sufficed. The cold fall air, having a couple beers, and just liking my whole self, from work, and improper. Life's too short, to try to be someone else.

Brenda:)