Day 1 at Work

Whoa! I'm stressed and it's only one day at work. Well, basically it's not that much to do but a lot to read and fill and next thing I know, my list of to-do just piled up. Suddenly my week of "not much" became so much more things to learn, train and do. Maybe I just expected an easier life. I was doing practically nothing before I started work. Maybe the starke contrast is causing me to hyperventilate. I mean I suddenly had purposes and responsilbilities and not to forget, goals and hopes and dreams. The car I dream of is not so far away anymore. Please do understand I do not dream for expensive ferrari or one of those fuel-scavenger machine. I merely want something to get me to point A to B. Then when I earn more, I'll think of upgrading. At the moment, my own transportation is good enough. Whoa... what sort of second-hand car should I choose from! What year? What model? Where to buy?! Bahhhhh.. I just can't wait. So many things to think of. Oh, Cats is making its appearance and maybe my first pay is in time for Chicago. Broadway will not only be in dreams....

Bah, first I need to work. And learn. And earn. My first day is a good wake up call. There's a life in the making and it's really up to me how I want to shape it.