She kept living it – the ordinary fears of everyday life.
This flash piece was inspired by a poem read during our orientation that talks about ordinary fears and ordinary/extraordinary life. I can’t remember the poet or the name of the poem (there is so much info crammed into my brain right now), but if I remember it, I’ll mention it later.
This week has been nuts. An entire week of orientation has left me completely exhausted. It was a lot of long days with a tonne of information, so the intake of that was heavy. But it was also a lot of socializing for a big group of introverts, so it was exhausting mentally/emotionally too. I think I was asleep by ten every night. Anyways, next week the REAL anxiety of being in actual workshops begins, so that’ll be a whole new adventure.