And so another year comes full circle. The week has been filled with Bluesfest and dealing with the continuous job search. It’s an emotional roller coaster, and some is in the hands of lady luck. Here’s what I know, things will change and by next year I will most likely be living on the West coast, definitely no longer in Ottawa. Hopefully sooner rather than later. Settled down, out of limbo. Until then I will have to ride this tough patch out. The year is bound to better than the rough ride of the last six month. But what I really hope for, is that dream job where I am making a difference in the world. And maybe save some elephants on the side.
May this time next year I be as smiley as Josh Ritter was last night on stage.
good things (week fifty-two).
. napping and reading while listening to music in the grass
. fabulous fellow green-team volunteers to work alongside
. splurging on some cheese and smoked salmon
. running into an old colleague at Bridgehead, and hearing they miss me at the office, as I do them