work.

So, pretty much I work at a mental hospital run by the State of MT. Here is a pic of MT just in case you are super curious:

I have a love/hate relationship with my job. It all depends on the day really. I work the graveyard shift. This makes it hard to be a normal and functional adult at times. I get a little delusion when I don't get enough sleep. My job teaches me great patience. I have also learned better how to love all peoples. Even the ones that seemingly deserve it the least.

This is a good thing.