spent the summer prepping for and taking the worst exam of my life, riding out the lease at the worst place i've ever lived,* then being temporarily kinda homeless,** and getting dozens and dozens of job applications rejected. i had some fun in there, but my anxiety has been through the fucking roof on top of my regular summer depression.
then the last two weeks of august happened 😳
everything happens so much. somehow, i managed to find the perfect apartment for a reasonable rent, and now me and Books are living (together!) in a fantastic and charming new home- lots of space, big kitchen table, a balcony facing undeveloped woods, just off one of the major roads in the city that has my favorite grocery store and our favorite sandwich shop (where we were already regulars). plus, i've gotten not one, not two, but three (three!) job offers- and i can take them all!!! one is with a hospital where i did my favorite internship rotation, and i'm so excited that i get to go back there and get paid to do that job, it was a blast. another is right by my new place and it's similar to the other hospital, but it's slightly bigger and sees more complex cases, so i'll be comfortable and confident, but i'll still get some new, specific clinical experience in areas that i'm interested in.
and the third position is... literally my dream job. it's the job that's been the end goal since the moment i chose my field of study. grad school and the internship made me rethink all of my professional goals and push them back, thinking i wouldn't be able to get to them for so long because i'd need ~more experience~. but now i'm. uh. i did it. i did it??!
the two hospital jobs are just part time, but they both pay well. the other won't start for a few months bc my boss*** has to get insurance approval to add me to her private practice,**** but that's okay, because i have a lot of reading and learning i want to do in the meantime to prepare! and then it will start as part time working up to full time as i build up my case load, but i'll also get to decide my own hours and do some work from home. i'll get to work with my favorite kinds of patients! and i'll get fantastic professional development opportunities for specialization, if i want to. the other dietitians in the practice seem lovely, so i'm excited to work with them. and the pay is realllly good, gosh, for being fresh out of the internship, it's nuts.
so things will pick up as i go through orientation and onboarding for the two hospital jobs next month. but it'll get calmer again after that, so i'll have the time and energy to prepare for the more challenging work that starts later, which is really nice.
and in the meantime, i'll be tending the wee garden on my balcony and playing board games with the love of my life 💗
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Dreamless AU: Where Dreams are Condemned
Of soul, enlightenment, kingdom of wyrm;
In hidden groves, a godly mollusc blooms;
On dawnglow’s reach, where moth brilliance lords firm;
But beware! Deep rooted secrets build tombs.
This world is vast and old, more than any of us could ever hope to comprehend. It has borne many stories, some familiar, some not, but it treasures them all the same. This tale is not unique, nor will it be the last of its kind, but to those that live it, it is everything. And may you join them on this journey of seeking a more hopeful future.
Deep within the wastelands lay the domains of mollusc and moth, dreaming forth forests and light. Though not the only inhabitants of the area, a drowsy peace blanketed it, and, in a rare show of amity between two gods, their respective tribes joined as sisters.
Then, as they are wont to do, a wyrm arrived, shedding its greater form to mimic the local beetle tribe. It offered them glory, magic, technology, and more beyond what their wildest dreams could conjure. Seeing no reason to turn it away, the beetle tribe accepted, and from this union Hallownest was born.
The Wyrm held true to its word, and Hallownest bloomed into fame, becoming a world renowned hub for technology and magic alike. It was the pioneer of all pioneers, where all dreams were fulfilled and no question was left unanswered. Many flocked to its fertile grounds, seeking the enlightenment only Hallownest could give. For a brief moment in history, Hallownest reigned eternal.
And eternity shattered when Unn abruptly fell into poor health, spreading panic across kingdoms far and wide. Following an assassination attempt on the Pale King, the gates slammed shut, keeping both commonfolk and an enraged god contained. The Radiance retaliated, and Hallownest fought valiantly; blades clashed and fell, until naught but blood and broken dreams remained.
But it was not enough. Hallownest could not fall. To ensure its perpetuation, the Radiance must be vanquished. The Pale King turned to Void, the god killer, for a solution. He sought a pure Vessel of Void, a thoughtless, speechless, dreamless being that the Radiance could not penetrate, one that she would languish and die within. From within her prison of Void, she could not turn the populace on itself. Hallownest would be eternal.
And so it was done. Locked away, the Radiance could not harm the populace any longer. Peace would be guaranteed, as long as Hallownest stayed dreamless. A stasis befell the kingdom, the blessing of an unchanging world guaranteeing the survival of the masses. The world continued on without Hallownest, and Hallownest continued on without the world. As the years passed, it became a legend, a fabled land of danger and riches from which no one could return. It tempted many and claimed all; to journey there was to lose yourself. But to most, it remained a fantastical story, the shell of a once great kingdom now memorialized only in hushed whispers.
Lost to the sands of time, Hallownest would have been, had it not screamed, bringing forth explorers with renewed vigor. Among them is a strange creature, with chitin as dark as the lightless sky, a pale face that illuminates its path, and a nail that it wields ruthlessly. Cresting the borders of Hallownest, they, kingdom and creature, gaze at each other, watching. Waiting. Daring the other to take the first step.
A voiceless acknowledgement hangs in the air wherever it goes: the fate of the kingdom rests on its shoulders. But following it is an unspoken question: what path will it carve for itself?
Keep blades and claws sharp; fear word of the pale.
Or join the victims of this sordid tale.
A Radiance-sympathetic AU where most of what happens is the fault of the Pale King. Loosely Somebody Lives/Not Everybody Dies, but most of the death happens off screen. This story is heavily steeped in my own experiences, and is not intended to be a lighthearted read in any circumstance. There will be a lot of discussion of morality, mortality, and purpose, but if you’re into that, welcome! I hope you enjoy the ride.
You can access the chapter directory here!
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