As of a few weeks ago, I am no longer employed. The newspaper I wrote for was cancelled in it's entirety, therefore, I lost my job that very day. No warning. No time to spare. Time to move on.
What shall I do, I ask myself?
Right now I'm dreaming big, but looking for the basic jobs.
There is so much that interests me...and a lot of things I would not do.
Do I join the Navy? I feel like I'd be giving up my freedom .I don't like authority, but I'd learn to deal with authority in the Navy. I'd get paid well and get in shape and I'd get to live NEAR THE OCEAN. I hear the airforce has better amenities for the ladies.
Do I try to open my own shop? I have ideas, but it's really hard and wouldn't happen very quickly.
I will continue to write...my book.
Do I move to Costa Rica and spend four weeks getting TEFL certified only to live off of a $1,000 a month budget for the first year?
Do I get any 'ol corporate job and wear my bowtie to the boring office every day and get upset when my boss gives out orders?
Do I go back to school? Ugh.
Do I become a masseuse? (no happy endings allowed)
Aw...I'd love to work with animals.
Or do I follow the footsteps of love?
What love?
I know where it's left me and I know where it could be.
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