Another week down in the books and they just keep flying by. I don't know where all my time is going! I've been here almost a month now but it seems like my plane landed only a few days ago. I'm getting lost in the vast maze of streets and don't know if I will ever get out, or if I even want to. I'm seeing more of the city everyday and venture further from my hotel, but always manage to find a way home, no matter how ridiculous it may be. This week I settled down a little finally. Don't worry, this won't last long.
Tuesday I got up early, slipped into my pencil skirt, tucked in my sweater, put on my heels, and strutted out the door. The hour long journey to West Middlesex University Hospital seemed to take forever. The seconds ticked by slowly and I jammed out to my iPod to pass the time. None of that mattered because the second my bus pulled up I was ready to get started. Enthusiastically, with a huge smile spread across my face, I shook the firm hand of Stephen Hamilton, my soon to be boss. As I patiently waited for him to say something I noticed our strange setting.
We were standing in a small box of an office with nothing more than a cluttered desk, one chair, and a filing cabinet. Before he spoke I knew what he was going to say. My internship was pushed back another week because he was still moving offices. I wasn't upset, I had just been so ready to get started I wasn't sure what to do with my day. As it turns out this was one of the best things that could have happened. On my slow walk down the hill to the bus stop I listened to my heels click on the pavement and thought about what to do with my day. My mind continued to wander as I stepped onto the bus and plopped down into a seat.
I crossed my legs and noticed the red mark I had on my leg had grown bigger. Two nights ago I had been bit by a spider and peeked over my knees from the corner as one of my friends killed it. It itched a bit but I hadn't thought anything of it. With my now free afternoon I made the walk from the train station I got off at to the clinic a short distance down the street. I found out I had been bit by a poisonous spider and was sent straight to the pharmacy. Now for the next week I get to take twelve pills a day and avoid walking. How is that even possible? Looks like I won't be exploring too many streets any time soon.
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