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-- Daliy English 2018.1.29-31Are you scared Daliy English 2018.1.29-31 - Feat Peter Dinklage Ever tried, Ever failed. No matter, try again, fail again, fail better. I had so many dream, of where I wanted to go, who I wanted to be and what I wanted to do. You have your own story to tell. Feeder companies, I wanted to start with classmates. Movies I wanted to be in, directors I wanted to work with, stories I needed to tell. I packed the life that I knew, with socks and toothbrush into my backpack. And I slept on couch, after couch, after couch, after couch, at friends apartment in New York. Until I wore out the rent paying roommates welcome. I didnt want a day job. I was an actor. I was a writer. I had to get a day job. I dusted pianos at a piano store on Whitelow Street for five months. I worked on the property of a shakespearean scholar for a year, plane weeds and removing bees nests. I went on unemployment once, but for not for long, I coudnt handle the guilt. Eventually I was able to pay rent for a spot on the floor of an apartment on the lower east side. But my roommate had to break down and disappeared. I helped hanging paintings at galleries, paintings that inspire inspire you to think I could do that. And then finally, after two years job and couch surfing, I got a job. In application process. As a data enterer at a place called professional examination services. And I stayed for six years, six years. From the age of 23 to 29, well they loved me there, I was funny. I smoked in the loading docks with the guys from the mailroom, and we shared how hungover we all were. I Called in sick almost every Friday because I was that late the night before, I hated that job and I clung to that job. Because of that job I could afford my own place. My dream of running a theater company with my friend and fellow, Bennington Graduate Ian Bell had died. I had only the one window. I myself could not look out the window. It was it was quite high