Not, Infact a Tiger
A year gone by since I passed out of college and started working. And I am still working. I guess that’s good. Of course neither me nor most of my friends know what we’re going to be doing with our lives. Whether we’ll study further, or just keep at this working thing, or find a new kind of animal to tame. Nobody knows how long we’ll be doing this, or more importantly, why we’re doing it.
I wonder if life grades by attendance.
