July 1994. ‘Crown jewels. A circle of silver coins and tiny braids dress up a traditional chignon…’

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July 1994. ‘Crown jewels. A circle of silver coins and tiny braids dress up a traditional chignon…’
Idk abt u but my ideal situation would be to have a cute little house with a shed out back that I've converted into a pottery studio and I make little mugs and bowls and saucers and sell them at a local market... Perhaps work or volunteer a few hours a week at the public library.... That's the dream....
first day of work
I was homeschooled as a kid. The summer before my sixth grade year we had discussed the idea of public school. It was a good call -- my parents were working in the grand canyon for a month which is objectively way better than a middle school classroom. But I was still a little bummed that I wouldn’t get the chance to make new friends and show off new outfits everyday. So, on the first day of September I put on my new backpack and walked from my room to my desk upstairs, pretending I was on my way to “real” school.
Today kind of felt like that.
Starting a job in the middle of a pandemic is strange to say the least. Normally, I would’ve spent all night last night trying on different combinations of khakis/nice shirts/dresses/shirts/shoes. I would’ve packed a lunch and mapped out my route to work, figured out where to park, and how early I needed to leave to get coffee on the way.
Instead, I woke up at 9. Made up my bed since it would be in the back of Zoom calls, got dressed and walked two feet over to my desk to watch my training videos.
In some ways I prefer working from home -- not commuting 45 minutes every morning means I can sleep later and be kinder to the environment. I can pet my dog during meetings and my kitchen is just steps away. But I miss meeting everyone in person. Getting settled into a new space, finding the best lunch spots within walking distance. And, to be completely honest, I have a new work bag I’m dying to show off.
Even though this isn’t a normal first day of work, I’m no less excited about my new job. My first real job. I can’t wait to see how it goes.
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Eskimek ne güzel ! Eksilmedikçe.
today was the first day of class at my university and i wasn’t there.
it feels so odd. i woke up one night this week panicking because i hadn’t registered for classes yet. it still doesn’t feel like i’ve graduated.
next week i start my new job. i’m excited. i love fresh starts.
but it still doesn’t feel like i’ve quite closed the door on the college chapter of my life.
i didn’t get a last day of class. a senior bar crawl. a final walk down the halls of my favorite buildings. a last all nighter in the library. a graduation brunch with my grandparents. i never got a chance to say goodbye and get that closure.
maybe they’ll reschedule graduation. maybe i’ll go back to campus and get a chance to thank my professors in person. but even then i don’t think it’ll be the same. i’m learning to accept that. to look forward to the new chapter in my life even though it doesn’t feel like the old one has ended.
Christophe Jacrot (French, b. 1960, Paris, France) - En Dessous de Zéro (Below Zero) series, Norilsk, Siberia, Russia, Photography
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