Today, I drive to an interview that matters more to me than my next breath. An interview that holds for me the promise of returning home. An interview that, above all, I am desperate to ace. If I had faith in Voodoo, I would have drained every drop of blood in my body in offering for this. As I am a Christian, I have prayed fervently. I have begged my Creator for grace and mercy. I have wrestled with him as he has kept me here, pained and crying out. Today… I march forwards in an attempt to grab an opportunity much desired.
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