Letter to July – Twenty-Fourth

I’m going to try and blog every day during July as part of Letters to July. It’s probably a bad idea.
Dear July,
I have a job, July. I have a lot of jobs actually (in stark contrast to the last time we were together) but only one of those comes with a security pass and proper pay cheques and a desk in an office. That job is at the ABC.
I love working there, July. I love it in a way that feels almost childish. For the first time in my life, I feel like part of a workplace. I’ve put posters up above my desk and I have my own mug for tea. Sometimes I manage to make small talk in the kitchen and it’s barely awkward at all. If I’m lucky, I even remember the other person’s name.
It’s a job that challenges me. Sometimes those challenges are small (like making a lot of phone calls) and sometimes they are big (like that time we walked up a literal mountain). It’s varied and interesting and I like all of it. I’m proud of the work I’m doing.
When I first got this job, it was only temporary. I wanted it so badly and loved it so much that I had to stop myself from settling in, just in case it all went away. Slowly, over the last couple of months, I’ve finally relaxed and started to be honest with myself about how happy this job makes me.

Alex x
Letters to July is a project started by Emily Diana Ruth. For more information, click here.

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