internship, day one

First day of my social work internship. Spent a lot of time with my supervisor; he's awesome, meaning super approachable and helpful. Met one of my clients. Entertaining, this mental health field. Asked tons of questions, learned a bunch of information. Got my own pager and stepped back into the '90s all at once. Was able to call myself a social worker on my quest for medical services. It felt good. Real good. Treated myself to lunch across the street and was able to leave early. Called my mom with the biggest smile on my face that I couldn't quite get rid of. A social worker is what I'm going to be. It's what I'm made to be.

Side note: let things happen as they will.