But It Was Only Fantasy: November and New Beginnings
The bosses were right: there is a post-election depression setting in. From April of this year until this last Tuesday, I worked as a political canvasser for the Democratic party. It was a challenging experience; it definitely got me out of my comfort zone on multiple occasions. True, I wasn't always the most diligent of workers, but when I worked at it, it was quite the rewarding experience. I'm glad I did it. Unfortunately, I'm not glad to be unemployed. I had gotten used to having a paycheck week after week, regardless of how meager it may have been at times.
Aside from that, I'm not sure what else is going on. I know I have stacks of books to read (which I am slowly but surely working on!), and things to do and people to see. I'm glad the holiday season is coming up; I missed old man winter, even if he tends to depress me.
I really should make a list of goals for November. Yesterday I applied for jobs I found on craigslist ( I don't know where else to work; any thoughts or ideas?) and for unemployment. Yesterday was productive in a tangible sense. Today has also been productive, in a way less tangible sense: I'm back to reading. I'm back to recording. I may be back to being healthier again.
Life is hard work, regardless of your lot. True, the hard work may or may not pay dividends, but when it does pay, it is all the sweeter. My job exposed me to people who had it way harder than I do, to people who's only solaces in life were getting that meager paycheck week after week and smoking their cancer sticks. I know it sounds condescending, because it is, but that was the reality of it.
Currently I'm obsessing with Pink Floyd's The Wall, Disc 2 -- The Wall in its full glory and its destruction. I'm missing academia terribly and wish I could be back into the swing of things.
My life is just starting, but I don't know what to do. I'm not worried though. I should, hopefully, be starting the teaching credential program in January. And like I said, I applied for unemployment and to a few jobs. So, we'll have to see what happens.
For one of the rare times in my life, I am hopeful about the future and ready to work at it.
Aside from that, I'm not sure what else is going on. I know I have stacks of books to read (which I am slowly but surely working on!), and things to do and people to see. I'm glad the holiday season is coming up; I missed old man winter, even if he tends to depress me.
I really should make a list of goals for November. Yesterday I applied for jobs I found on craigslist ( I don't know where else to work; any thoughts or ideas?) and for unemployment. Yesterday was productive in a tangible sense. Today has also been productive, in a way less tangible sense: I'm back to reading. I'm back to recording. I may be back to being healthier again.
Life is hard work, regardless of your lot. True, the hard work may or may not pay dividends, but when it does pay, it is all the sweeter. My job exposed me to people who had it way harder than I do, to people who's only solaces in life were getting that meager paycheck week after week and smoking their cancer sticks. I know it sounds condescending, because it is, but that was the reality of it.
Currently I'm obsessing with Pink Floyd's The Wall, Disc 2 -- The Wall in its full glory and its destruction. I'm missing academia terribly and wish I could be back into the swing of things.
My life is just starting, but I don't know what to do. I'm not worried though. I should, hopefully, be starting the teaching credential program in January. And like I said, I applied for unemployment and to a few jobs. So, we'll have to see what happens.
For one of the rare times in my life, I am hopeful about the future and ready to work at it.