Working in a palace, but first finding the freezer
It’s a strange feeling to walk into a new place and suddenly have to start all over again. Where I used to know exactly where everything was without thinking, I now sometimes just stop. Doubting. Searching. And honestly, occasionally looking in the wrong place.
My plan to write twice a week again? That hasn’t really worked out lately. I started a new job and I’m still in my probation period. And you feel that. New people, different procedures, a completely different kitchen layout. It takes energy. More than I expected beforehand.






