A Tired Life Leads to More Dreams

Where I've spent the greater part of my spare time in cinemas and cafés, don't you think it's interesting that I now work for them. This week I start my new job in an Odeon cinema. Perfect. Meeting film buffs, getting to help them see films, aiding them with their munchies, shouting at kids who don't shut up during films...I'm quite looking forward to it.

This for me is the stuff dreams are made of. Where my household holds no magic, unless produced by myself, I now get to tire myself out by working in places I love.

However, I didn't get up this morning until just before 1pm. This week has been pretty heavy on me concerning work. Church will have to do without me. I feel selfish. But I also feel tired. The latter won.

Within the next year I'll be in a place of my own. Where my plushie of L and I can hang, watch films, read book...and have Peppermint Creams after dinner on Sundays.