Day 1

Just saw this as I was browsing my files. Sharing with you how my first day of work went.

AUGUST 5, 2015

 Blank.
 Known papers but unfamiliar texts.
 Known design but unfamiliar hues.
 Known place but unfamiliar faces.
 Known air but unfamiliar ambiance.

 Period ended in an ellipsis. I stare at every writing, making myself 

familiar with every detail. No, it's not an escape to nothingness, it is 

my entry into something that could make a deep mark within. This is me 

venturing into new world as I move my head out of my comforts. Me learning,

me wanting to fit in, me seeing what joy it could possibly bring.

8:20. That's what my time card shouts on my first Tuesday as a responsible 

woman but forgotten to run for time. Mixed emotions at first, overwhelmed in 

the middle, and deviant in the end. Deviant. That's what I think it should 

really be. I can any be at state, whenever I want as long as my pace is 

within this corner. I made a list: 

 Mug
 Baby Cosh
 Baby Giorgie
 Loads of post-its
 Watch
 Fancy pens?
 Images
 Sanitizer
 Tissue
 Headset
 Phone Charger
 Mini pillow

Those will be my comforts and also my joy every time I fit my butt in.

I'm excited for this. Excited to place everything in my way. Maybe those 

anticipation will do for this day. 

p.s. I have a buddy, his name is RR. I messaged him due to internet 

connection. He responded, calling me “J”. For heaven's sake my nickname is 

already short, so I called him R anyway.