New Job and Hermit Status
New job. Real job, real money, real benefits. Life is good.
It seems I waver between wanting to give up and become a loser layabout and being so happy that I dance with my mouse cursor and have an unstoppable urge to sing, to jump, and to fall in love with the ugly world all over again.
Hermit mode is going well, especially since I get along with my dad who I'm living with for a few months, and since my coworkers are really friendly, so I have lunch with them sometimes. So it's kind of transitioning into normalcy, slowly.
Staying positive. Working in the financial district which I am growing to love (watching them rebuild what was the WTC outside our window.)
Weather's hot (which means good.)
I think I need to dance and sing and drink this weekend, though. So I will.
It seems I waver between wanting to give up and become a loser layabout and being so happy that I dance with my mouse cursor and have an unstoppable urge to sing, to jump, and to fall in love with the ugly world all over again.
Hermit mode is going well, especially since I get along with my dad who I'm living with for a few months, and since my coworkers are really friendly, so I have lunch with them sometimes. So it's kind of transitioning into normalcy, slowly.
Staying positive. Working in the financial district which I am growing to love (watching them rebuild what was the WTC outside our window.)
Weather's hot (which means good.)
I think I need to dance and sing and drink this weekend, though. So I will.