At the moment, I am writing at Chloe’s apartment in Washington D.C. It’s 1:31pm.
Boy, I must tell you something,
I tanked the interview I had today, an hour and a minute ago.
It was with this company called Raymond James. I was super prepared for it, until the interview happened. Then I realized, as I was trying to not talk out of my ass, how unprepared I was.
But this is good, this was exactly what I needed.
I am not ready, and that is okay. It’s okay to not be ready, so I’m not beating myself up for it. This means that there is still more work to do, and that I KNOW that there is still work to do, and what that work entails
and the direction I need to go.
Let’s set those sails high and decisively, great vision of mine,
because now I know where I must go
to be who I was destined to be:
the best me I could ever be.
With love and sincerity,
Jose Michael Rubio
I am a future 7-time Oscar Winner, better known for my psycho-interpretation films, but I'll retire relatively young, only to continue writing screenplays in a small coastal village in Colombia. I'll allow Directors and Producers to film and produce my post-retirement stories after I pass away. In my will, the royalties will be given to the Mental Health Foundation, which will provide them with just enough money and resources to discover the cure for Alzheimer's. I'll continue winning Oscars after my death, but I will not know how many because it's past my time.