001 - feels like midnight
I feel strangely unsettled. It's the first time in my entire life that I've lived alone. It's not a bad feeling, just something else to get used to. It's so quiet in here - definitely not like home at all. Maybe I should get a dog. An Airedale, like Dove was, before she "went to the farm up north." It'd be nice to have a dog again.
I just talked to Dad. He's up at Gallaudet for the Educators' Conference; he'll be back home on Sunday. Aunt Cris is with Mom and Darius and Wendie this weekend.
Professor Bradstein called earlier too. She still speaks highly of my new employer and the work he does. She seems to think there's nobody better to intern with in the field of document authentication and restoration. And if that's true, then I guess there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
I start work Monday. Until then there's just unpacking and settling in and exploring.
I just talked to Dad. He's up at Gallaudet for the Educators' Conference; he'll be back home on Sunday. Aunt Cris is with Mom and Darius and Wendie this weekend.
Professor Bradstein called earlier too. She still speaks highly of my new employer and the work he does. She seems to think there's nobody better to intern with in the field of document authentication and restoration. And if that's true, then I guess there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
I start work Monday. Until then there's just unpacking and settling in and exploring.