Thank you ma'am.
There is something rather intriguing about the initial few precious days/weeks of working life. Time, when available that is, is unconditionally pure, no strings attached, almost too good to be true. This is unlike university days, when any good day out is accompanied with a guilty pleasure, for which a penance exists to somehow restore that pleasure versus pain equilibrium. A late night out today must be paid with a sleepless night another day. You get the drift.
But now, my days reek of newfound liberation. While not unwelcome, it does take some getting used to. It's liberating to the point that it almost feels treacherous.
So I've been out and about. Like a bedraggled pauper with a million dollars having just fallen on his lap.
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