A controversial bit of tea about me since no one asked, is that my favorite day of the week is Monday. This fresh start to a brand new week is full of excitement and challenges mixed in with routine and structure. So I’ve decided Mondays shall be the day I write about my life, my boring existence put into sentence structure may help me clarify the things in my life. Writing has a way of bringing the subconscious to the light, afterall. It’s also freezing here in the tundra so introspection is a way to pass the time, a delicate probing of the mind with a thick stick.
Right now I am sitting in a coffee shop, staring out at the negative degree day while the bustle of life floats all around. The coffee grinder is fighting a losing battle with the playlist who had a strict schedule to keep, as the smell of freshly ground coffee beans engulfs each customer with newfound warmth and contentment. The idle chatter of a slow Monday morning completes the carefully crafted web of enticing enchantment. I could write poetry about coffee, it would be terrible and would stir the heart of nobody but me but it is a muse nonetheless.
I am an aspiring writer but aspiring to anything doesn’t pay the bills so I’ve recently started a full time job at a nursing home, a job I held for many years before circumstances got in the way.I have become aware of a universal truth. Which is one of the most awkward situations life has to offer is starting a new job, waltzing into a fully formed group with shared trauma and inside jokes. Uncertainty is the hallmark of new situations afterall. Anxiety ridden daydreams of the worst possible outcomes seeping into the mind like prophetic messages sent to ruin your day. A self fulfilling prophecy caused by insecurity and negativity. A minefield of unknowns set to blow with the wrong step. You find yourself blurring the carefully curated and practised parts the others had to play without the slightest intention. Messing with the daily routine of your fellow coworkers like it’s your profession. All this to say you screw up a lot when you start a new job or maybe it’s just me, I don’t know.
But this new group has to be one of the most welcoming I’ve ever experienced at a workplace, full of laughs and decent rapport. Decent people working hard to create a life for themselves and their families without any attached drama. Laughter and good times fill the break room along with the glowing set of screens in each hand. It’s a good atmosphere.
Anyway, it’s almost noon, I have nothing more to say.