One week of work down, many to go. I’m really enjoying it so far and like everyone I’ve met. Being the new person in any work place is strange so even my good days are emotionally exhausting.
There are, of course, adjustment issues; getting up early, packing a reasonable lunch, and wearing clothes that wouldn’t be at home on my couch…
Whimsy is also getting used to things, but unfortunately her unease manifests itself in hives. One plush moose later and I think we’re getting closer to an arrangement we can both agree on.
I’ve been pleasantly more social than I expected to be and I’m feeling very hopeful. That being said, I’m excited for downtime this weekend. Maybe a hike, maybe just netflix for hours.
Eating cupcakes for dinner. Some things never change.
I honestly made one friend throughout all of undergrad because I had such a solid group of friends already that I didn’t feel the need to really push myself out of my existing social circle. I was really worried I wouldn’t make any friends in grad school but I’ve been so lucky and am walking away with a handful of people I expect to keep in touch with which is honestly more than I expected. On the one hand it’s great but on the other hand it makes me really anxious about going through it all again and trying to make friends because it’s HARD. It’s so difficult to meet people at all, much less people who you have anything in common with??? And I’m going to be living alone so I know that it’s very likely I’ll be a hermit…
I’ll figure it out. But I’m giving myself the next few days to freak out.
In his series, The Good Badlands, photographer Guy Tal seeks to show us that though it is often hidden, and may only appear briefly, there is delicate and subtle beauty in abundance for any viewer with patience and desire.