I hang out with really great people. They are also great at what they do. All of us. But we're so damn unsure sometimes. It's strange. I'm glad we have each other to tell each other that we're great...and that what we do is good. That our work matters. That our dreams are important. That we can. We're so hard on ourselves sometimes. For no good reason.
I made this for my friend. She has an office. With windows. How fancy is that? She's probably one of the shiniest people I know. I read her resume once. That shit glows in the dark! For real. She forgets sometimes. So, I made her this. Just in case I'm not online to say so. I (heart) her.
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