this morning #1719.
this morning, i was in the break room getting a coffee when joan walked in. she saw me & paused as if she wanted to turn around & back out of the room. i guess she thought that’d make things more awkward though so she entered & said “hello.” we’d last crossed paths just before the new year, when she expressed concern for the way i was acting at the time. i don’t blame her. i was kind of a mess. pre-girlfriend. pre-promotion. most nights spent at the bar. far from fine. joan asked me how i’ve been & this time i didn’t have to lie. “i’m doing better, joan.” my life isn’t close to fixed but i do know this: i’ve at least been tipped in the right direction. it may not last very long but for now i’m just happy that it’s happened.