Life has been a little topsy turvy lately, but I have been finding solace in the strangest places, like
waiting two hours for my laundry to finish. I read a magazine and sat right in front of the open door. After a day of panic and jitters, I felt calm.
Working night cops means I have to stay in the office more. But leaving the office and talking to people is why I want to be journalist. Finally, the other night I got to go out for the national night out. Everyone seemed to like the mounted police's horses best. I did, too.