Dreams, jobs, and what is to come...
Dreams are always an odd thing and last nights was odd and really scary. I don't know why but I had a dream that my dad died. It was so real, but on the other hand not. It felt like my dad had really died, but at the same time Jessica didn't really look like her, there was all sorts of people I didn't know and some other really random stuff. I didn't really know where this dream came from at first, my dad isn't sick at all, so that can't be it. When I woke up I realized right away why I was having that dream. I think I'm scared to move really far away from my family. I feel like I could move to Virginia...but the closer it seems to get, the less I want to go. The same thought just keeps going through my head...what if something happened? How would I get home? I would be so far away. I know thats where the dream must be coming from.
One of the schools in Virginia called today. She wanted to check and see if I was still looking for a job before she passed my application onto a couple of different middle schools. I told her I was still looking. But what I really want to do...I really want to work at the job I found at the Boston Children's Museum. It just seems perfect. Boston is close to home, I have a bunch of friends who are already living there. I know I probably won't get that job..it just seems to perfect. They probably want someone with experience. But I just feel like I fit all the requirements. They want someone who can prepare curriculum based on the exhibits for teachers and school groups. They also want someone who is lively and energetic in dealing with children and customer service. It just seems to fit. I know I won't get it...but even if I got a museum around here or some other small museum nearby. Carly says I can "live the dream" and this would be it...so I guess it's just time to wait and see.
I don't know...I am just getting an odd feeling about Virginia now. I guess if I didn't get a job anywhere else I would have to go there...but I just don't know.