mountain climbing

March has been dreamy. On the first day of the month, i was officially taken on by Mandy Coakley, the agency i have always and only wanted to be with, for the past year and a half. It culminates everything i've been working towards. But goals are funny things it seems. When your dream comes true, when something you have worked your ass off for, comes to fruition, you would expect joy, wouldn't you? Some sense of peace?
At least, that's what i expected. But the primary feelings i experienced, those first few days, were a stew of fear and worry, seasoned with confusion. I was inexplicably nauseous for days. I had reached the summit, only to look up and see an even taller mountain before me. And it was dizzying.

Today, a month later, i am feeling more worthy of my achievement, i am driven onwards and upwards, even more than before.

The game just stepped up...