admitted to cubicle hell

My first day of “permanent, full time” work. I’m trying to be positive, since two years is an awfully long time (and who knows what next), yet I can’t help but hate it that there are no windows, 8 hours is way too long, every weekday is even worse, and I’m terrified of finding myself unbearably bored and unable to quit. But the good weather today helped ease my transition from San Diego to NYC. San Diego was a great release, but as pleasant as San Diego seems, and as humbling an experience as riding the subway is, I am too much of a realist to be fooled by facades, and I know that for now I belong in over-packed, filthy, uncomfortable, overpriced NYC. Perhaps I’ll learn to love it, or at least love to hate it.