**** Alyssa ****
Arriving at work this evening, I can't help but smirk to myself. Finally, I'm legally old enough to work at the bar I've been working at for almost three years now. I walk in with an extra bounce in my step, and I'm a little early. Last night, despite my occasional bouts of paranoia, was wonderful.
Still, the gnawing feeling that my time here has run out continued to grow throughout the day. Like I'd reached an unwritten expiration date on my peace here. I'd been trying to push that feeling aside all day. What if it was already too late? I shake my paranoia from my brain and dive into work. While I hadn't planned on staying here this long, I've certainly settled in. I have friends I love, a job I enjoy, and a rewarding side hobby. All day I've been mentally debating my
