Another first day: Round II

by hillarymay

I am completely spent. Eight hours with a tension filled stomach takes a toll. Not to mention my breathing exercises. I’m so tired that I’m slowly falling asleep on my keyboard. I’ve never liked the ‘first day’ of anything, even as a little girl. I told my dad tonight that I will not be the woman who transfers jobs every few years. Nope, not my thing.

So much more to say and yet, I’m already dreaming. Goodnight to you all.