work officially begins soon but i’ve done a couple shifts to get warmed up. i even got dressed up (bra!) when i went in to go kick some clinical butt. it felt good, real good.
i mean, i love my work, it’s my “calling”, as the hippies would say, and i feel honoured to perform it. but this is it, it really did feel like a performance those first hours. like improv, or roll play.
it’s healthy for perspective to have babies.
that skin, that smell, those smiles and those sweet, innocent, suckles- that’s where the money’s at.