Do I have an adventurous side? Would you describe me as someone who takes risks that end up paying off? I hate that I will end up working during the day and sleeping at night, with a boring car, without excitement, without people to care about.
So far, I’ve decided I want to pierce my eyebrow, remove the rev-limiter in my car, travel far away in a car stuffed with too many people, and drop some of that stuff (which I’ve conveniently forgotten the name). How does that sound? Dangerous? I cut someone off twice today and I’m pretty sure someone assured me of the kindest thing I’ve heard in a while today. I haven’t been this attached in a long time. I’m scaring myself-is that the point?
Work starts on Monday; I’m terrified.
you’ll be fine tomorrow…don’t panic, and take it all in strides.
Also, you are not the adventurous type.