Post forty-eight
[Anyone who knew Pasithea could say with a certainty that she was the type of person who wore their emotions on their sleeve. Considering recent events, this meant that unless she was rolling on something possibly illegal, she could either be found under a bed weeping, in a closet weeping, in front of her computer weeping, or eating. And if she couldn't be found, she was probably at work. Then, she received a strange note reading "Life is a track meet, not a marathon, and if you don't wake up and get your life in order while you can everyone and everything you care about will pass you by." and it was like a light bulb went off over her head.
She snapped out of the haze she'd been living in since leaving the apartment she shared with Hypnos, and started cleaning house. She stopped using while she was alone (and around Hebe because the kid didn't need to see that), and even started exercising and going outside to enjoy the fresh air again. Things were starting to turn around, and she was making it happen.]
I got the job! Starting next Monday, I'll be working as a baker over at Milk and Cookies, so people should come in and see me. Their cookies are amazing, and they've got ice cream sammiches and other stuff too!
I wanna celebrate, and I found the perfect place. Seriously, if I were gonna open a restaurant Shopsins would totally be it. Check out this menu! Hey, Canadian Guy, you should come with me 'cause they've got poutine and I know that's a Canadian thing. I'll even treat you!
I'm gonna get myself a celebratory hoodie, but I can't pick which one I want so I need opinions. Option A or Option B? They're both pretty sweet, but I need to be good and save my money so I can move out soon, and that means I can't buy both. I'm trying to learn moderation, because I know I gotta get my life back on track. If I don't, then who will?