A different story takes place at the same time.
Not a, but all.
Not story, but stories.
Well, technically, if you’re a grammar lover, it will be story because it will be uncountable, won’t it?
Anyway, I have talked about myself prefer to be a listener, and it’s related to a job that I do.
I am a community pharmacist. Get to work everyday, listening to the patient’s problem, sometimes their stories, and help them solve the problem.When I listen to theirs, I feel rejuvenated, especially when they talk about struggles. It strucks me like a lightning. I was reminded how small my problems are, comparing to theirs, but they don’t even give up. Me? I don’t give up either, but for sure I often complain of myself.
Maybe I am that simple. Talking to people is healing. Throwing random topic, sharing each other experience or story.
Anyway, it’s only been weeks for me, away from my freedom that I get when I was unemployed. The new story, new journey of me as a community pharmacist is still evolving. Hoping it will be a meaningful journey for me.
Wish you have a great journey too, good people! You deserve to have one, or more 😉