Monday, 7:14 a.m.I am standing in the lobby of a physical therapy clinic in Silverlake that is not the one I go to, and I am wearing a lanyard that says Park, E. - Assistant, and I am about to start my first day back at work in a real, professional, not-Sophie, not-Aiden capacity, and I am terrified.The clinic is called Silverlake Movement Lab. It is the same clinic where I have been doing PT with Carlos, except now I am on the other side of the room, behind the front desk, with a clipboard, doing intake, and helping Carlos, and not being a patient, and the small, specific fact of being a person who is working is making me very emotional in a way I am going to have to deal with later, in private, probably on the couch, probably with the candle lit.Carlos is here. Carlos is wearing the same resistance band around his wrist. Carlos is in a good mood. Carlos is the kind of man who says things like "Let's get you warmed up, Park to patients and to me in the same voice," which is the mo
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