The leaves around Minneapolis are turning orange again and I actually bought a pea coat, this fall thing is mighty real.
Some of us are less amused than others.
The thought hadn’t occurred to me.
It seemed like a silly question and I still don’t understand it. I couldn’t be successful at a career if I didn’t have the nerve to go through the training.
Am I going to walk into law school and find the casebooks quick and thrilling as a James Patterson novel? Am I going to draft amazing essays with ease, know the answer every time the professor calls on me, and be in bed by 10pm every night that I’m not at the clubhouse?
The first word I heard today was Coño. It was 8am. The construction workers around my dorm were working, and swearing apparently. The drilling woke me up every hour until noon. Pfft.
Today? I went to Friday’s.
I saw Iron Man.
I bought the new John Grisham and a new James Patterson. Both hardcover.
I attended a 4-hour training session that felt much longer.
I bought fish. Tattooed balloon mollies (Which I’m quite sure are/should be illegal), guppies, black Oscars.
I moved some more.
Etc.
And while being bored out of my mind by the Iron Man movie I had one of those little epiphanies about the future.