barista.1st.day

"insecurity is the devil's playground"

i shalt not fall.
i shalt be firm.

fear.
the irrational being of reluctance to face a certain possibilty that may not even happen, but might.

like finding a job, and eventually clinching it, to actually working it.
amongst other things

went for my first training this evening, and like an anticipating smoke stuck in the gutters of stomach's attic, it all managed to came out calm and smooth.

anxiety, it comes to you choking, and when it leaves, the relief that replaces it is comparable to a soothing breeze that caresses your warm face.

i shalt be optimistic.
and
i shalt conquer.

though im now part of an american commercial empire that we know of as starbucks, instead of letting it rule me, ill be making use of it.

or at least, thats just an apparent illusion that it would want me to believe.

but whatever.
i need the experience, and i need the extra income.

:)

thanks nur, for nudging me along.
guess id still be rotting away in oblivion if we hadnt had that stormy conversation.

i love you.
always.

@>/--

in celebration of our 200th day together (blush), with the NTU gang. ;)
the.incomplete.soci.crew.from.NTU