Day Two

Yesterday I awoke to the sound and aroma of feline chunder. Nothing hurrys you from slumber quite like another's discharge, namely an animal's. This morning I was roused by the sound of consumption. The duality of the two seem telling in some way but how I can not tell.

The drudgery of labor continues today through Saturday, though it is not always so monotonous. I work my days in the qualmish industustry of sales, though I prefer to name it consulting. Gentle folk tend to be less uneasy with that verbage.

I am thankful for this job, twas not long ago that day work was sparce in a sea of, what appears from the outside, riches. There are two rather large buildings in the process of erection near my place of employment, and it serves as a reminder of change daily.

The cost of my living has increased and continues to rapidly. Thus why I have taken a job at a car dealership. It has not been easy these past months... but I feel I am grasping the curve of learning more surely now. Even as I sit in our quiet showroom, the sound of bustling traffic and onlookers looks me squarely in the eye challenging. I am called to the end of our day by my superior.

It is time to return home, but which place I should bestow that term of endearment now seems confused. For I fear this place may be more familiar to me than any other.