The orphanage...
Day 23: An accomplishment you are proud of.
There are a number of things I am 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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