It's resume time again, and every time I click on my Word window, that huge, blank, white canvas glares at me. It's intimmidating. So many "no's" lately that it's hard to get pulled together to conquer that blank, white screen. Words for Word. I need black ink on a white screen.
For some reason I'm thinking of Picasso. I need to channel him to turn my abstract ideas into something relatable on canvas. Unless you don't find Picasso relatable. I do. I hope the next person who reads my resume does too.
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