I never thought I’d consider a coffee shop as a kind of home. Almost every morning last year, I stopped by Seattle Coffee on my way to work. It didn’t matter if it was scorching hot, icy cold or pouring rain – I ordered the same thing every single day: a tall cappuccino. But I […]
Tag: First Day of Work
January always lasts a small eternity, doesn’t it? It seems to just carry on and on and on. I think it was this ‘never ending’ feeling that sent me sliding into what I can best describe as the ‘slow lane’ – a kind of ‘stroll-mode’ approach to life. I found myself moseying through those initial […]
I had an image of myself, gliding gracefully into Work Life. I’d start my first day with a cappuccino in hand, sunglasses on my head; the wind rustling my hair just enough to get that ‘movie moment’ likeness. With a denim jacket slung over my arm, I’d glide across the streets in my four-inch high […]