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I feel a little like the twirling Mary Tyler Moore in the opening credits of her show, in the big city, looking aroundto toss my hat up in the air

I’ s city all my life, but this one? This feels like the fresh start I need

I a ist for a business consultancy fir paid my due

I’ve workedas a peon for a ency (now a subsidiary of this company) for alo, working at the new parent co it’ll turn permanent

If it doesn’t, and I have to go back to Buffalo…

I can’t think that way, and I can already tell that I’ to work my patootie off to make sure that doesn’t happen

The list of perks is good Free taxis to and froet to live rent-free for the duration of my contract If I’m offered a full-time job after that, I’m sure I’ll need to find my own place

I’ll likely work fewer hours than what I worked back home and at almost three times the salary with more autonomy, and a whole new life

I wanted this new life After all I’d been through lately? Heck, I needed it and cautiously told myself that I even deserved it

I needed to get away from Jon (ex) Away from Caitlin (sister) Away from Stephanie (ex-bestie) Just away

Before I arrived, I decided that this was gonna be great I was gonna be a whole new Carly The old Carly let people walk on her The old Carly didn’t stand up for herself nearly enough

Now that I’ve arrived, I hereby declare myself Carly 20

No one but me needs to know that this new and improved version of me isn’t who I’ve always been

The cab driver getssuitcase from the trunk and as he hands it to ht in the eau du garbage can cologne cloud again Whether he ishim smell bad, I don’t know, but it isn’t pleasant

He hasn’t spoken on the drive froot no clue what his nationality is, but the tall and thin, nearly gaunt, olive-skinned 40-so man with the dark eyes has been stoic