deep breath.

i started a new job at the MSU museum gift shop.  it's just at quaint and quiet as it sounds, but the newness of the responsibilities stresses me out if i let it.

while working today, a girl came in quietly, just looking around at the things hung and placed so particularly in the store.  i asked her if she had been here before and she said her grandma used to take her here every few weeks when she was little.

she didn't buy anything, but looked oh-so-satisfied on her way out. 

i said, "thanks for coming in!"

she said, "thanks for letting me relive the memories"

my new-job stress is nothing compared to moments like these.

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