My First Day

What is it about first days that gets people so wound up? I woke up at 6 a.m. ready to start my morning, and now I sit and wait a bit before I actually head out to the subway off to my first day at work. It sounds strange, but I really haven't viewed today as anything different than a first day at school, or an internship. There are no nerves, no apprehension, uncertainty, but more so anxiety to finally see where it is that I'm going to spend the next few years (hopefully).

I guess you kind of always ask yourself how do you know when you are grown up? I mean do you just wake up one day and say "I think I'm going to be an adult today!" No. I think it happens more gradually. Its almost organic and natural for you. I look at today and I realize that my lack of fear or nerves makes me feel as though I am ready for this new chapter. Maybe today was my day that I woke up and said "I'm an adult."

And when you finally do hit your adult revelation (sp?) how long until you are struck by the monotonous train that seems to speeding by with no intentions of stopping? How long until your routine becomes.... routine? I guess a big party of me is banking on the excitement of this amazing city to keep me from ever reaching the platform of that monotonous train... hell I hope I never purchase a ticket.