Feb 08, 2010 10:41
I'm essentially fucked right now. I'm quitting my job in four weeks and don't have anything lined up afterwards, even though I am searching. I know that I want to be in graduate school studying children's literature by the time I turn 26, but for the year and a half until that happens? I don't know.
Writing things out makes them real, makes the panic set in, but makes me focused. First I have to figure out what school I want to go to, and then I can move into the area and see what I can set up. I'm not interested in working with children, but I'm interested in seeing what they're reading and how that is shaping our society.
The thing is, I want to have an adventure before this. I don't know if it's going to be an employment adventure, or another kind of adventure, or if I should toss myself into something else, but something has to happen. One month. One little, tiny month. Whatever I do will set me up perfectly to crave academia.
I'm done with thinking I'm fucked. This is an opportunity, not a death sentence.