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She moved her napkin to her lap. “I’m a marketing major. I would like to go into the field, not necessarily at an agency, more like apply my skills to a business and do the marketing and social media and influencing for a company. Those are the things I’m good at.”

“Have you decided what kind of business?”

She sighed. “That’s the hard part. I’m still not sure. I did an internship last semester for a set of privately owned gyms in South Beach, and they offered me a job for when I graduate. I also did some work for a local art dealer who owns several galleries throughout South Florida, and she would love to employ me full-time, but I just don’t know. Although I enjoyed both jobs, neither angle is exactly what I’m looking for.” She shrugged. “I guess time will tell.”

“I didn’t have that luxury.”

“No?”

I shook my head. “I went from prelaw to law school.”

“Did you always know what you wanted to be?”

“I did, but I also knew what was expected of me, and with that came a lot of pressure.”

She