I think so. I got everything they threw at me done and came back for more. Some kinks to work out, I’m sure, and a routine that needs to get down, but I’ll get there.

All in all, I actually had fun yesterday. I’m sure over time, the novelty of a job that’s not entirely terrible will wear off, and I’ll discover who is playing politics, who is causing the stress levels to rise and who just doesn’t give a fuck about what they do, but for now, I’m trying to simply enjoy the work.

That, and get some writing done. Always writing.

Target: 1300 words
Written: 1865 words, novel: Father Lightning