<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/00ba/vc6ophhbbqkqlrh6g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong>Rested Courtney</strong></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Huh. If I ever met a higher power I take that wine, throw it in their face and ask what the hell I ever did to them. Then again ... that'd be a waste of wine. Still."<br/><br/>Jaclyn really was no help on the career/direction front. Couldn't really expect much though, it'd be like me telling her what her favorite color is. <br/><br/>"Yep, one foot in front of the other, one step at a time." *sigh* "And just hope you aren't walking in circles."<br/><br/>Take a small handful of berries, and skip the yogurt this time. <br/><br/>"You know ... maybe I'm over thinking this. We just spent an evening talking, and, as good as it felt talking about <strong><em>my</em></strong> problems, it almost felt better helping talk you through <strong><em>yours.</em></strong> Especially when you said I should mention it to Miss Kat. It felt good that maybe I helped you, if even just a little bit."<br/><br/>Take a sip of my coffee, wash down some berries and think a moment. <br/><br/>"That's something right? Feeling good about helping someone? Something I could make a career out of? Something that I'd enjoy making a career out of? Probably not an actual psychologist or psychiatrist though, that'd require lotsa money for school ... but maybe a counselor of some sort?"</span>