floating facedown in the mainstream
currently
waiting on a phone call from my mother. which may never come. it’s a little game I play with myself: How Long Will She Go This Time? sure, I could call HER, but it’s much more fun this way. well, “fun” is the wrong word, but at least I get to see the truth.I slept in my contacts
and scratched my eye. MY EYE!!! (I hope it heals itself quickly but if not I’ll have to fashion an eye patch of sorts and I promise I’ll show you).hellovagina | unicornology (via silentsigh) this is actually very, very good advice
Today, I'm fairly sure, has gone on for several days.
hong kong?? it surely MUST have been a hell of a day, but that is exciting!It started with me being unable to do simple math and so forgetting what time I had to be up, waking up a good hour early, getting to work 20 minutes early after spending that hour I should’ve been sleeping in conversation with a good friend. Days that start in conversation with a good friend are always better.
I worked in the middle. I wore several non-literal hats. I was loud and silly; helpful, knowledgable and fun; and very serious and very sad. I’ve not had a day of work like this in four years. I was astonished by how much can go wrong at once, and in every direction.
I love my job, though today was occasionally heartbreaking and I nearly cried several times. It was a wringer. I handled it well, and I’m glad it became my job to do the heartbreaking work-I was best suited to it, as painful as it was. I was glad to see what I could do.
But oh, was/am I a little bit heartbroken.
And I came home, decided to book a trip to Hong Kong, panicked about it, then did it.
I also decided to apply for a short-term (3 month) internship in the fall.
It’s been many, many days since this morning.