When The Voice ended, I used some of the money I made to pay off all of my student debt from my first two years of college. The thought of taking on additional student debt brings a steady tear slowly down my left cheek accompanied by the sad music of a violinist.
Nothing brings me greater joy than crossing off an item on my to-do list. But at the end of the day, if items have yet to be crossed off, I feel as if a piece of my soul has died.