Now I’m just thinking about how proud and how much I loved my job. Like… not only was I good at it (and still am), I was excited to go to work. I wanted to be there. I put in as much as I could, even if I was sore from marching band
tags: personal, sad blogging, sorry this got really bad, my head's not good, and this isn't helping
original: https://transaizawa.tumblr.com/post/55580047319