ecrivaine

So I've been working at this chemicsl plant the last few months. It's a seasonal job and I'll get laid off soon, but I'm starting to think I may miss it. There's something beautiful about getting up early and getting to see the sunrise against steel girders and train tracks. And that's another thing--watching the trains glide by, with all their graffiti, it holds a beautiful romanticism for me. However, I clearly don't fit in here. I quite literally don't it in the coveralls; they had to special order gloves that would fit me. But it's been refreshing and educational. Who knows if I'll be back again next winter...