Earlier today, we walked around one of the Conservation sites within the city for research and some inspiration.
I am the last person to admit this, holymotherofgod, but I think I’m starting to actually
love like my new job. Erasing one word will diminish the chances of jinxing the whole sentence, I hope. Because I really need to start finding joy in what I do for a living again.
My definition of little joys while doing my job:
What are the little joys of yours?
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