seems I rarely put anything "real" up here... I guess maybe because I don't think my life is that interesting, and the parts of it that I seem to spend most time thinking about aren't really ones I want out there for the world to critique...

Work started, and it's funny, I never really saw myself where I am now. I'm trying my best to get really excited about it, and I have my moments where I'm pretty excited. And then there's the other moments where I just look at things and can hardly believe I somehow ended up where I am.
Don't get me wrong, Epic is great so far and besides, it's only been a week and a half so it's all just getting started... but I'm not feeling fulfillment. (okay, granted, that should probably take longer than a week and a half anyway-) but there's just something... I don't know how to describe it.
Maybe because I DID tend to be an imaginative person, I kind of had some ideas about the future. And work didn't figure into things as much as it looks like it will now in reality. Not to say I planned to be a bum or something like that--but just that I never thought the only person I would have to work for would be myself. Work always figured in as sort of supplemental... and I feel like I need to just accept that maybe work will be the central part of my life? Kind of a scary thought.