When I heard the voicemail, I thought I was halucinating. I stared speechless at my phone, unable to move or breathe for the fear that I might suddenly wake up from a dream. But there it was, in black and white plain as day.
I decided to skip class, there was no way I was going to concentrate on whatever quiz or lecture was going on. I drove around aimlessly just enjoying the surreal moment that just slipped its way into my life. Little did I know what was next.
Cheryl and I had been at odds with each other for over a year. I had asked her why there were no minorities on a TV show she had recently shot, and her defense was to block me from every social media site known to man. While digging through my e-mail I found this. These days, Cheryl's reputation had taken a sudden nose dive. My seemingly innocent question sparked an inquiry that uncovered everything from fraud to lying underoath. I was surprised she was even bothering to accept an invitation from a year ago.
Then, after I thought I was ready to calm down, and life was done spinning
Touring the USA this summer, having my art in a gallery show, writing an exposé AND appearing in an international magazine?!?!
Pinch me...I'm dreaming
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