October 29, 2019
Today is one year since starting at the McKinley Hill job. Yay. Looking back, I see a version of me who was both tentative and resolute. One year in and my so-called "plans" are just that—plans. It's easier to move on now. "Forgive yourself," I tell myself every night when I snooze numerous times and choose sleep over the imagined convenience of more time before work. I punch in 10 or 5 minutes before time, and I've stopped making myself feel guilty for being almost-late everyday. I've forgiven myself for a lot of things since last year.