fears and freakouts.

It feels good:

• to be the only intern who knows how to make coffee.
• to be the only intern who knows how to sort the mail.
• to be the intern called on to send stuff to other offices.
• to be able to write a letter on a complex subject in 10 minutes.
• to feel a chill in the air in June.
• to finally pay my parking ticket.
  
• to be one of those people who can read and listen to music and not miss their station.
• to be able to call tourists, without sounding like a tourist myself.
• to get a thumbs up.
• to listen to U2 on the Metro - badass.
• to finally eat the chicken, broccoli and cheese sandwich I've been craving.
• to finally have pizza and ACTUAL sweet tea.
• to listen to Alanis in the morning.
• to have a work crush.