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368 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2012
A job you find online and apply for and get through your own shining resume - no one can say anything about that except congratulations, you deserve it. A job you get because you met someone at a party in the Hamptons - it has the taint of privilege, as if Regina hadn't chosen me because I'd wowed her but because I'd been vouched for by the right people. I knew it was "how the world worked," and after a year of searching, it wasn't like I was going to turn down the job. It was just that this was the sort of thing I'd resented most about Robert. When he wanted a summer job on Capitol Hill, his dad called some friends. When I wanted a summer job anywhere other than Oregon, my dad said good luck. Meaning I was usually the person who got screwed by "that's how the world works." Just shrugging and taking advantage of it now made me feel a little like I was pocketing an envelope full of dirty money. Pocketing gratefully, but still.
"It sounds like a lot when you summarize it, but I don't do all of it every day. If you want to know the truth, most days I feel like I'm miserably behind and only doing about half of what I should be doing. But when you look back you can see that you're building something. I think people who say 'Don't look back' are crazy. I wouldn't survive if I weren't looking back and patting myself on the back all the time for making it this far. I've been thinking about memory a lot more these days, with my mom and all. And I think dwelling in the past can be... I don't know, very good, I guess. I just know that if you look back at it, the days add up to something."