Lyndi and Writing

I reached a logical conclusion today regarding the purpose of my life and my goals for my career. If you read this, I feel certain you'll agree with me, and assert that my logic is unarguably good. Here is my proof process:

Lyndi isn't half bad at writing.
Lyndi loves to write.
Lyndi loves to be paid for writing.
Lyndi writes whether she gets paid or not.
Lyndi might as well get paid for writing.

Conclusion: Lyndi should get a job writing.

I feel... brilliant.

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A Sick Bird

Being sick in a dorm reminds me a bit of how some animals communicate. Remember? One bird lets out a lonely cry, hoping that some other animal will hear and reply. Moments later, the poor, sad creature perks up as he hears another lonely bird respond with a hopeful lament.

A few moments ago, I was coughing my heart out, the way I have been for the last week at home. Suddenly- what was that I heard? An answering cough from down the hall, equal in depth and soul and… guts to mine!

Aha! It’s true! I’m not alone in this world!

This poor sick bird will cough herself to sleep happy tonight.

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