So, today was the first day i started my first and hopefully last desk job. It's not even an actual, I show up here to get money, kind of jobs but a work placement for a course in school that I don't like at all.
It was alright. Apart from being way too warm since the heat was blasting in there and I was dressed for the -40 that was happening outside. It was just alright.
And it's the fact that it was just alright that made me even more set in the fact that I never want to end up in a desk job. The idea of sitting at a desk and writing stories is awesome and amazing some day how I make my living. The idea that I have to sit at a desk doing something that's only alright makes me sad.
I only have one life, so why shouldn't I spend it out there in the world doing what I love?
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