This morning I almost did it…what I’ve been thinking about doing for a while now.
Riding the train in to work, most days, I’m compelled to skip my stop, continue on till the end of the line, go back again…into the city. But instead of going to work, and enduring another day of monotonous paper pushing, in this fantasy, I go to an art gallery, library, or just sit outside in a SUNNY park. (did I mention that I like sun?)
I feel best when I’m being creative, and having FUN. These things go hand in hand. Also, being able to use my mind, both critically, and abstractly helps a lot.
Despite, the fact that my job does not provide any of this…I know that for right now, I’m where I’m supposed to be.
Everyone needs to make money, right? The people here are nice, and creative too. Most of them are writers, in their spare time, and are pretty much in the same situation I’m in.
Oh, and yes, I could have used a sick day…they accrue really fast when you work for a university…but I’m saving them for…job interviews…because I won’t stop looking until I’ve found the right one. I know that it will pop up…as long as I keep looking! :)