My first job shift ends late in the day.

I've never worked a shift this late before, and I can't wait to go to bed when it's over so I can finally get some sleep.

Even though I'm sleeping in a new place and bed, I've really been enjoying the extra sleep. It's great. Even though I've been in my new apartment for three days, I still don't feel like it's mine. I always feel like I need to ask permission to use the kitchen or be in the living room, and I have to keep reminding myself ...