Well, advisor's a stretch,
Someone I met with to give me advice,
Provides a truer sketch,
That in this period of transition,
For that's my current bent,
Jobless, but not yet upset about it,
Like I'll be when I can't pay my rent,
I should journal; that's it, that's all she said,
That I'm willing to share,
So here I begin, not quite able to stall,
With one stanza to spare,
When they said go,
It was a short, sharp, shock,
Served at the right time, though it's still painful,
No, if I am to be honest, it's not.