Stockholming Myself, Day 7

Woo, one week. First, today's pic. I worked a night last night, which always knocks me off my game a bit. I look tired, but not dead which is perfect. Last night shift tonight, then days off, yay. I picked these scrubs because they are super comfy and bright, and the alternative (nicer looking) ones were drk blue and I wanted cheerful.

Over the past week I have defnately found a change in what I think I see. I'm still seeing plenty that I don't like, but I also don't assume that everyone else sees me the same way I do, if that makes sense.

So I have nothing to say that I accomplished today. Working nights means I kind of lose my evening, and get even less done than when I work days. I found my work more emotionally challenging last night than it usually is, and I hope I get the same assignment tonight because I want to share some cuddles with this baby who needs them more than most. It's funny, I have never been described as a particularly warm and caring person (I am pretty shy and it comes across as standoffish), but every now and then it boils up.

And that is enough blackberry ramblings for one day. Time to get to work!