I'm not sure how it happened. I never wanted to climb the corporate ladder. It seems as if one day I awoke to find that I was carrying a soft leather brief case to work, sporting an ipod on my hip, and wondered how I got here. I have always carefully chosen jobs that were not steady. I was a waitress and good at it. I choose a position where I could have freedom in my schedule and take off at will. I am a traveler at heart, you see. I suppose that one day my wallet became incensed at it's miss treatment and began to protest at rather loud volumes. So it was that I sold my freedom for a bit of security in a steady paycheck. I must have forgotten my valued quote from good old Ben: "They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety. " -Ben Franklin Now the trick is to gain freedom, which is ever so illusive, even when you are severed from your "Thy rope of sands, Which petty thoughts have made, and made to
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