This is the second post here. My time at Karma is winding down, when I get called into the creative director’s office for an internship review meeting. She explains how much everyone likes to work with me, and how she approves of my simple but witty writing style. She goes on to tell me about some of the things I can improve on, sticking my neck out of my little office from time to time, asking for work before it’s given to me. She concludes the meeting by asking if I’d like to keep working there, as a freelance writer to start. Without hesitation, and without belief I said yes, absolutely.

And now on the eve of my final final exams, here at the conclusion of my academic career, I am set. It’s Karma. I put in a lot of work, but I got so much out of it.

In the words of the great Willy Wonka, “Don’t ever forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he’s ever wanted. He lived happily ever after!”