all these moments in a day

My acceptance into my desired studies took me 9 months to prepare for, 3.5 months of waiting for the next steps, and another 2.5 weeks for me to accept that I actually got in.

My work actually paid off and was above the norm and could hold it's own against the talented rest.

Now 2 more months till uni starts and I get to sociallize.

Service (and similar customer jobs) is such a funny concept. Besides the sometimes straining phyisical labor, you get paid to be friendly and joke around with strangers.

Even more of a blessing is that no one will be mad at me when theres a guest I don't want to be friendly with.

Then work is just taking notes and brining consumables from point A to B.

For around half an hour or more we got to see each other and in even less time did I got to share with you a part of my past and present.
We got to laugh and we got to see each others smile.
You had a great night and I get to write about you.

I hope to see you or someone similar to you again, for no other job did I have this friendly company.

The weather was sooo good yesterday. Blue with white blobs covering the horizon.

It's always been the same sky. Each morning and on each place on earth. It may change it's colors, blue, gray, pink, orange, yet it's always been the same sky that was the first things I saw as I got better at dealing with my depression.

My first joy after so many years locked inside with the face planted on the concrete floor.

The same sky was above me yesterday and even today.

Despite everything and everything that wasn't, you still have a home where ever I am.

Those sugary sticks were more pleasant than imagined. Their texture very much their own.

My partner is the blessing of my life. To consider me in their dialy life has been only a fantasy of my teen-self. They have given me more than I could've ever chewed and they don't seem to want to stop.

Eventhough it's been less than three weeks and we had only three times the chance to work together, our interactions do invoke in me the same feelings I have with a close friend.
A joke after the other. A friendly remark after a mocking tease. A good listener and conversation starter.
It makes working the next time an excitment to wait for — and stales all the other work days.

I do hope I don't come of as too strong and I do hope you don't feel like your too little. But then again I'm far too much in my head.

The guest aren't bad company either. Having only meet friendly and polite guest till now is a blessing and chance of luck.

Or perhaps seen from another lense: Being able to interact with cool and friendly people on a more than weekly basis is a nice feelings. Getting to be social with others, though they're always friendly and nice, is a privledge not given to all.

...The lil door holding interaction with one of the guest was cute as hell as well.

I felt connected when we talked about romance. When I jocklingly mimicked your expression whenever you talked about them.

How your gaze drops to the ground followed by a smirk on your face. Silent as your mind is certainly with someone else. Even if you yourself are still unsure about your feelings, it's clear to everyone else.

It sparked joy in me when you told me of your joyes of spontantiously meeting me. I could tell that you meant it. That I was someone with whom you talk about romance and fears alike.
That I entered your mind when you saw a Indi-game secion on a convention.

I'm glad that I invited you for a 30-minute coffee
— and that the Russian-Pancake cake was delicious.