Slowly Finding A Place

I have and probably always will dread going to work. This does not in the least mean I'm not thankful for where I am. I have equal portions of both emotions, but I'm learning more of the latter. The routine's more or less there right now - tea in the morning with the boss (I finally made it to the 'regular' list of customers at the beverage kiosk; I now have a 'usual'!), A pretty quick first half of the day, lunch with Paul and Daryl, a longer second half of the day, where I usually forget to take a break and get really hungry around 4ish and dig into my bag for food, then do as much as I can before my boss insists I leave the rest for the next day, finally meeting Daryl and Chong Wee at the bus stop. This evening we went for dinner in Potong Pasir. I'm one who really likes using the time I have outside work to the maximum, which includes not sleeping much and loads of going out, never more so than in the last days of being youthfully 18. Better than refreshing Facebook every few seconds I suppose. Kidding, there's significance in that too.