anchor.diff:  
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  -Nearly five years ago now, after reaching more or less the inescapable death of my cooking career, and being rejected by the United States Air Force on the basis of my poor credit history, I enrolled at  Central Oregon Community College in Bend, Oregon. I didn't really know what else I was going to do, so I though, well, maybe I should finally go back to school and learn how to do something that would pay me a living without having to be exchanged for a life of bone-battering toil.
  +Nearly five years ago now, after reaching more or less the inescapable death of my cooking career, and being rejected by the United States Air Force on the basis of my poor credit history, I enrolled at  Central Oregon Community College in Bend, Oregon. I didn't really know what else I was going to do, so I thought, well, maybe I should finally go back to school and learn how to do something that would pay me a living without having to be exchanged for a life of bone-battering toil.
   
   College was a wonderful place. I felt like I was at home for the first time in a decade. I had incredible teachers and professors, who taught me about writing and literature and history, who gave me the chance to explore talents that had been all but neglected for the past third of my life. 
   
  
positive.code: 
  I turned it down.
  
  I didn't want to have to stay living with my parents, out in Crooked River Ranch, which was so far away from anything like culture or human activity that for me it may as well have been the third moon of Rigel VII. Nor did I want to move to Madras, closer to where work was actually located, because it was and still is the asshole the tri-county area, essentially an entire city that had been turned into a ghetto for migrant workers from Mexico.
  
  I said too, that I didn't think I wanted to work with computers for a living. That they were fine and fun as a hobby, but I was afraid I'd soon come not to enjoy dealing with them at all if I had to do anything with them for work. 
  
  
negative.code: = Comfortable
  :hp-tags: personal
  
  A thread on HN asks, https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=9936544["Why do you want to achieve something?"] This https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=9939147[particular answer] struck a chord:
  