City Of Love

1.

As I wake I completely forget where I am, my new flat, my new life. I still felt like I was dreaming. I roll over and check the time, 9:34am. I was meeting with my boss at 1pm for the first time, well I've FaceTimed with her a couple of times, but in person, and I was shitting it. Actually shitting it was an understatement. This was my future, I'd packed up my whole life, what if after all this she decides she doesn't like me.

I try and shake off the thought.

'Ragan, you're being dramatic' I think to myself.

I tie my long red hair up and jump in the shower. Once I'm out I throw on my dressing gown and make some avocado and toast and munch away. Looking at the time it's now 10:54am.

I need to make an effort today.

I head to my room and decide on an outfit. I go for a white long sleeve top with red and green lines down the arms, and over that I put on my blue tartan dress. I pair this outfit with my trusty vans, and take my hair down, letting it flow naturally.

For my makeup I do a simple look, I have really good skin I must say, so I don't really have to wear a lot.

By the time I'm done it's 12:30pm and I call for a taxi. The whole ride to the office, all I wanted to do was scream, or throw up, either one would have been doable. We pull up outside this old looking building and I pay the taxi fare.

Being here, in front of this building, with my future awaiting inside, everything seems so much more real now, and for the first time, since being on that plane, I feel home.