This is a blog about daily living, recovery, work and just people in all their magical weirdness.
Saturday, November 17, 2018
Just like music...
One note, one beat and a lyric can change my entire mood. There is no pill that has ever done that for me in my life.
My Life
I am really committing to making time to sit down and write. Finally done a super long work week. I am finding that hard work and dedication are what keeps me semi-sane. Idle time isn't very healthy for me as I know from past life experience. So I get up and I go to work.
It's funny how you can start to learn a new city by serving everyone donuts and coffee. Now I'm the general manager but I love simply waiting on the same people every morning. I know their names, where they have to go each day, because everyone is in a huge hurry to get to where they have to go. Smiling faces, angry glares, numerous weirdos make up my daily work life. I walk to the store and I know how almost everyone of these faces drinks their coffee. I even know if they are lactose intolerant, because they request almond milk. I know who doesn't eat pork, because they order turkey sausage. It's crazy, but on most days that knowledge is a common thread. The city doesn't start until I unlock the doors of the store with brewing pots of hot coffee. Everyone knows me, but no one knows me..the ultimate paradox.
New life in Harrisburg...
It's funny how you can start to learn a new city by serving everyone donuts and coffee. Now I'm the general manager but I love simply waiting on the same people every morning. I know their names, where they have to go each day, because everyone is in a huge hurry to get to where they have to go. Smiling faces, angry glares, numerous weirdos make up my daily work life. I walk to the store and I know how almost everyone of these faces drinks their coffee. I even know if they are lactose intolerant, because they request almond milk. I know who doesn't eat pork, because they order turkey sausage. It's crazy, but on most days that knowledge is a common thread. The city doesn't start until I unlock the doors of the store with brewing pots of hot coffee. Everyone knows me, but no one knows me..the ultimate paradox.
New life in Harrisburg...
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