writing everyday, there are no words for how it feels
I went to the bank yesterday.
A lady at the ATM told me it was closed. Federal Holiday.
Three years of working at a bank and it's already out of my system.
I laughed and drove back to work. My new job.
This job...I love it here, I love the people.
I love the QUIET. All I can hear is my keyboard.
And Jenny Lewis if I need some inspiration.
I'm not covering news stories, or writing opinion articles.
But I'm writing. Everyday.
No power hungry boss in my face. No more worrying about nickles and dimes.
My new boss assigns me work and then goes jogging. Or Yoga on Fridays.
It feels comfortable, already.
A lady at the ATM told me it was closed. Federal Holiday.
Three years of working at a bank and it's already out of my system.
I laughed and drove back to work. My new job.
This job...I love it here, I love the people.
I love the QUIET. All I can hear is my keyboard.
And Jenny Lewis if I need some inspiration.
I'm not covering news stories, or writing opinion articles.
But I'm writing. Everyday.
No power hungry boss in my face. No more worrying about nickles and dimes.
My new boss assigns me work and then goes jogging. Or Yoga on Fridays.
It feels comfortable, already.