I can't decide if leaving the Bay Area feels more like getting cast out of the Garden of Eden or getting the last chopper out of 'Nam.
Over the next few years, that door creaked softly closed behind me. I didn't even notice until it was too late.
You don't have to do what you love - you'll love what you're good at. I never wanted to be a copywriter. I was gently nudged toward it.
Securing the gig involved good interviewing skills and luck. I took to copywriting like a duck to water, quickly becoming indispensable.
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