Ruminations
Carl and I were the world's most unproductive people at work today. I'd say about a third of the day was spent bopping around a tropical-colored beachball in the newsroom. He's leaving on Tues. for a job where he'll make a few grand more, and I'm leaving Thurs. to spend some quality time on my couch while I wait to hear from grad school or potential employers. If I'm lucky WSOC will offer me a job after my writing test/interview early Tues. Morning. Then I can take
Sometimes I feel like my time will never come. Like I'll never have job security or the spare cash to do the things that normal people do, like go on vacation. I'll never make it to Italy or Greece or even Las Vegas. I'll be stuck spending any days I get off at home wishing I could be anywhere else in the world. I've tried really hard to look on the bright side the last few weeks, but going through unemployment twice in two years can really bring you down. I've had to move annually for the last six years and I want to be able to call some place home for a change. Everyone keeps telling me it will all work out for me in the end, but I'm not sure if this layoff is the light at the end of the tunnel or an oncoming train. Maybe I need to listen to Semisonic's "This Will Be My Year" a few dozen more times.
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