To Mom/ a short letter

This is just things I'd be talking to you about if you were here. I have a job interview tomorrow. Lynn's helping me dress for it. I have a pretty good chance at getting the job, provided I wake up in time for the interview... It's part time and well paying. I also applied for a job as a peer counselor/mental health tech and they want me to schedule an interview, so I'll be doing that tomorrow, too. The home care one is mornings, which worries me... The other one is on call, so I'd have more flexibility in terms of hours, or so I hope. It's at a facility I've been treated at before.
I miss you so much... Kimii's at a trampled by turtles concert. Devil makes three played too. She's having a lot of fun. I need to go to sleep but I am too anxious about the interview.
I've been thinking a lot lately, and I think if I won millions of dollars, I would wanna be a counselor... So I might do that instead of respiratory therapy. It takes about the same amount of schooling and I might be able to do it online. I'd need one math class - Yuck! - and some more social science credits, and a couple pe credits. So no big deal. I do really well in social science classes, as you always knew...
I'm borrowing your jeans and shoes for the less formal interview. And your belt.
Somebody's texting me. And I gotta go to bed. But I love you, and I miss you.