All Grown Up Now

Ahem.

I have decided.

I am not going to be a jelly bean saleswoman (selling only the black ones, because any other kinds are revolting)

I am not going to design firework shows. (Although, this was the most tempting career I could think of for a long time.)

I will not become a blast engineer. (Hello, the fact I didn't know you could divide by zero was always going to be a limiting factor)

I am not going to marry for money (Hate to say it, but it didn't work last time anyway)

No.

None of those.

Not at all, at all.

I have a plan.

I.

I am going

I am going to
(run away

and)

join the circus.