What makes you happy.
I had my first day of orientation this morning as a nurse. It's been a fucking journey to get to this point.
Nothing is certain.
Nothing is concrete.
Expression is beautiful because it is human.
I found myself blankly staring at several comments people told me today. My old roomate told me his routine and how much weight he was lifting. I couldn't careless. My cousin told me about a position he was applying for and tried to describe the extent of how much responsibility he would have. "I'd be a manager, coordinator, floor surveyor, and i'd have to organize shifts." A manager does what in your field? a coordinator does what? a floor surveyor? I cannot relate to these statements. I have no clue at what difficulty these tasks are. I have nothing to comment about that which I don't know.
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