Day 7, Day 1

The view from my office.

I started today.  I was much more confident today when I signed in, and my excitement only grew from there.  Abby met me at the door, and on the way to her office she mentions that this one, two doors down from her, is mine!

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I didn't wind up leaving until 8pm, and the office is much more for The Stuff than for me. But I'm no longer sitting at home all day wishing I had a job.  I'm not made anxious by the idea that I'm not cut out for the magazine world.  I've, temporarily, stopped worrying about being worried.