White glove service
Truthfully, I'm having a great time. But sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to pay the rent okay. Like maybe I am in over my head - who do I think I am? But then I'm also grateful for this opportunity - because it really helps me rise to the occasion. I feel my life rising to the occasion. The work I'm doing, the people I'm meeting, the way I interact in the world. Rising to the occasion. Although I still do get shy sometimes. Someone walked on to the train, and they were so beautiful I figured there's no point in even looking, I should just close my eyes and take a nap. But then they stood in front of me. And I froze. To interact? To look? What should I do. I could have commented on the watch, but I didn't. I was really thinking what is the point. But what isn't the point? Practice. Interact with the world. Have the confidence you'd like to have. Why stand in front of me when there were so many seats. Who looks forward to rejection? Certainly not me. And maybe not they either. Any way the only other thing I could think of was coming home and making a cute little dinner bowl with chicken, sweet potatoes, rice, I need to get spinach. Measuring it all up and watching something in the background. That's lovely to me. Eating - I think I'm getting back on track. I'm trying not to take this time for granted as far as reaching my goals - what I look like goals really. And honestly those are on my mind a lot. Are they on most people's mind a lot? I feel like some people do it so effortlessly. I found the perfect counter height chairs on AptDeco. Gee, you certainly get one price and end up paying another. But I still think it's worth it. I figure it's almost the same price as an uber, sans the tip for drivers. So might as well have it delivered. I think that's nice, maybe a part of my vision board, white glove delivery. Can that be so?
