my job has been keeping me occupied.
making me accountable to the clocking in & clocking out.
filling my lungs with hospital air.
my belly with cafeteria peanut butter packets.
and my hands with sweet new life.
but when i'm home between shifts.
i've managed to carve out a few moments for myself.
finding time to--
wax poetic over dripping eggplants.
fall madly in love with new warby parker specs.
and scroll endlessly through this beautiful summer blog.
so here's to the work week.
to the work we all do.
and to the beautiful little things that work on us in return.