It was the best analogy I could come up with--really!
500 pages later--I have all the copies of my work for my MFA packets.
(multiply 500 by 8 cents)
I took a photo via the BoysenBerry as I was waiting for everything to print.
It feels strange not knowing the name of the young lady who helped me get everything going at Kinko's. She has no idea how BIG a role she played in my application process--I picked the recycled paper so I'd feel better about myself.
Three packets have already hit the Letter trucks! (Look out Alabama, Virginia, and Florida--special delivery!)...seven more will be out by tomorrow!
(wanna see more receipts?)
And as I dropped the big brown envelopes into the slot my stomach did the same. I said, "I just sent my children out via the mail!"
I got two chuckles from the people in line behind me. It was probably out of pity because I quickly became an idiot during the processing.
But maybe they are just little pieces of my heart (hopes, dreams)...CHILDREN, right? The idea of it all makes me want to hurl.
Brave and Bold am I!