I’d like to report that there has been wonderful things going on that has kept me from writing or that the hope I cling to has returned but neither are the case. I have been applying for some interesting positions but like so many others I most likely will not hear a response or there is that slight chance my whole world will change and my worries will vanish.
I don’t know what to make of these tears. I’m either afraid to examine how I feel about the unknown or I realize its not worth the effort spending time with fears that will pass if I ignore them. I know all I need to do is walk through this dark valley, I’ve been here before and I will emerge again in a brighter place, as I have before. I guess I still have some hope left but I’m scraping the bottom.
I’ve reached my final tier of unemployment benefits that have been shortened by several weeks due to some sign of recovery although it is not a recovery that I can see or understand. I’ll believe it when I see a paycheck. In the meantime, I’ll keep truckin’ on.
Looking for brighter days…