The orphanage...

Day 23: An accomplishment you are proud of.

There are a number of things I am proud of.

  • My Associate's Degree
  • My High School Degree
  • The fact that I was accepted to 3 music schools for college
  • The number of movies I've seen
  • The number of books I've read.
  • The life lessons I've learned.
  • My potsticker sauce.
I could go on.

But, can I show you what I'm proudest of?

The orphanage.

I established the first private orphanage in New York City.

Oh wait, that was Eliza Hamilton.

Ok, add-on knowing every line from Hamilton: An American Musical.

Go, me!

Ok, with that out of the way, I had a good day today. Ran three miles with my good friend Jack. Went on a crazy urban hiking adventure with my dad, and then went to a friend's "turkbirthday" (He likes Thanksgiving, so he has a second one for his birthday).

Overall it was a good day, and for that I am happy.
So far despite me not liking February all that much, the end of it is turning out quite nice.

Tomorrow I hope to do some yard work, get the backyard cleared out so I can actually start to enjoy it a bit.

Great now I have Hamilton stuck in my head.
"Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?"

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