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| (source: an anatomical artist) |
Two years ago I was desperately searching for a job. And I actually wrote out a sad little post (that I never published), that was kind of honest and honestly, a downer. I didn't post it, though, because in the middle of writing it, I got a job.
Anyway. I am kind of at that point in the Now What/Grad School? situation. So I figured, if I write about it, maybe I will get random inspiration/revelation in the middle of writing and never have to publish this post either! Foolproof.
Just kidding.
But this decision, this Now What thing, is the Headache with which I've been at odds for years, usually just staring it down in a kind of dumbfounded way, or braced in its headlock until I am forced to shake it off in defeat and carry on with something more lighthearted (wait, what? Bad writing; in a headache's headlock? Bad job, self).
I could go on at length about this, trust me-- one doesn't overthink something for years and years without at least a multi-volume work's worth-- but... let's not.
Anyway. Anyone want to tell me what to pursue?
No?
I'll just go refill the ole coffee mug then and get back to sitting. Back porches and fallish weather were made for this sort of night.
