My eyes were yanked wide open by working here. I saw a lot more, and learned a lot more.
The bitterness I felt this summer was my struggle against my own laziness. Most days I’ve been accustomed to lying around like a Balthus girl. Now I’m being forced to work in conflict of my own interests..and I wish I could rebel against it. But in the real world, you can’t really do that. Not if you want to keep your job, keep the money.
It’s nice to have myself in between a rock and a hard place again. I’ve forgotten how that feels like.