The Grim, Glorious Business of Making Friends With Work

At one point, I didn’t think work and I would ever get along, but we’ve grown to understand one another.

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The first time someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up was also the first time my thoughts on the topic made someone close to me fear for my future.

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Life is short and precious. Memento mori. | Email: bellingthecat@gmail.com | Links: https://linktr.ee/shannonhilson

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Shannon Hilson

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Life is short and precious. Memento mori. | Email: bellingthecat@gmail.com | Links: https://linktr.ee/shannonhilson

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