Ideas a little bit too late

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Hi There!

A little bit too late, in my case, doesn’t mean that it cannot happen.

There was once a girl that didn’t know the world at all; meaning that she didn’t know what a job meant, didn’t really know how to earn her own money, didn’t know how to deal with bosses. She knew about getting good grades, study, she knew about creating a good story, but at one point reality hit, HIT BIG TIME; she was pregnant. She was on her last weeks of her University years. Since then she dealt with life one day at the time. When it was time to get a job, she got it, but did she enjoy it? No, not really. Days, weeks, years went by so, so fast and that girl, who is now a mom got the idea of starting her own thing and that was: To create cool t-shirts, to create cool ideas to put on them. That idea in my opinion and in hers was really good, but getting clients that was the real deal.

I guess she had a good idea but a little bit late, because if she had had it when she was at the university, maybe the clients would had flying all over the place, but who knows, it may work this time around.

You tell met-shirt

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Published by: sserrat

I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.

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