Day 8

Shift was a bit slow. I spent a considerable amount of time dawdling and trying to will myself awake.

I was offered that military nursing gig again, and again my mother shot it down. It was a good opportunity too, but then I don’t want to fight my mother.

Sometimes I imagine doing things that are against my mother’s wishes, I usually think that I would feel liberated by my choices, which sounds nice but she could tell me I told you so if things went south. And I hate being told that.

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