February 2, 2013
The Job Interview. What a drill. All eyes observant, senses keen, judgments sharp. My performance was at 75%. I don't know why. I didn't choke, but I didn't glow either. I tell myself that if i don't get this, then it wasn't for me. Other stuff is coming. Working is such a big part of life until you graduate into retirement. Then it's ok to quit. Then you just wake up each day and live? I am slouch adverse. I can see my life devolve into petty decorator projects. OR, maybe I'll make an art bus and travel to campgrounds.