Before I started work I had all these plans on things I wanted to buy and things I wanted to do.
Now that I've started and am nearing the first month mark, I look at my bank statement and feel nothing.
No exhilaration, no joyful expectations - blank.
I could go out and buy something nice for myself. Indeed, there are plenty of nice things around. But somehow I don't really have the interest.
All I see is a meaningless number.