Today is the closest thing to Christmas
morning for an adult as you can get. After waking up to blinding
lights up top my ceiling and ignoring the breakfast bell I stayed in
to complete my morning routine in time for my first day of work
release. Finally getting to step back into my jeans and murphy vest
reminded me to not take my identity for granted. Being welcomed to
work with coffee and soda was like opening my first presents at
Christmas and getting the new bike and dolly I had been asking for.
With the rest of work being spent
catching up on assignments, I took time on my breaks to talk to my
family and friends. With recognizing their support I was unable to
compose a fully detailed blog. First things first, and family and
friends should always be on the top of that list.
With the feeling of my independence
some what back I know the rest of the week should fly by and the
thought of early Sunday morning coffee at Perkins would soon be
approaching.
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