One of the reasons I did a Masters and not a degree is because a Masters takes less time. Two years if I did it part-time.
I wondered what would happen first. I'd get housed or I'd graduate? It was like a little experiment.
"It was our graduation yesterday," Mel told me on Friday. "There was free champagne apparantly. I forgot all about it." Obviously, so had I, so we laughed about it.
Now what was I doing on Thursday ? Ah yes, I was seeing lawyers with my "Notice Requiring Possession" in my hand.
Damn... but then my thesis was about homeless families. Council workers tell me I'm "intelligent", have "resources". I should be able to pull my son and myself out of this mess. Shouldn't I?
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