I've recently been afforded some time off from work where I am free to sit at home in the confines of my apartment and search for new work.
My obligation is limited, just to find a means of indefinitely supporting myself while dealing with all the other physical and financial limitations this planet has to offer, I think they call it life.
Anyway, when I was working, I was a writer, no, no better, I was the associate editor, and everyday I had to write about something. Now, in the absence of writing (one day mind you off a three day weekend), I already feel an emptiness, an emptiness so deep I must fill the void.
So here, right here, right where you are looking right now, I plan to continue my writing to let you know the state of my sanity along with any other sort of entertaining shenanigans I get up to.
Speaking of which: benefit show, March 29th at Shenanigans in South Boston. The Bowen Street Band with Autumn Hollow.
See you there
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2 comments:
you have the most amazing spirit of anyone i know
The thing that sucks the most about being unemployed... As soon as you wake up, you're on the job.
Layoffs suck man, keep your chin up.
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