I’m finishing my online application to a program to teach English in Japan tonight. I begin the awkward process of chasing down my letters of references tomorrow. I need fancy paper for my resume. There is a Public Service Career Fair on Tuesday and I’m going to wear the dry-cleaned slacks that I wore in San Francisco.
It’s that line that makes me feel like there is so much more out there. I have no need to stay here any longer and something in my soul is calling for something much different than what I’m doing now.
Perhaps it’ll aid, or rather, help in me resuscitating my writing.