It is 90 degrees here in Eastern Pennsylvania today. I’m beginning to think this whole job search endeavor has been for naught as it seems the world just might be coming to an end. For it to be this temperature the first week of April is really an anomaly.
They say you should live each day as if it’s your last and I think about these last few years and the time and energy I’ve put into not only the actual act of searching for a job but the hours I’ve spent worrying and thinking about it. It’s the first thing I think about in the morning, before my eyes even open, and the thing I am thinking about as I fall asleep at night. I’ve tried not to let it overtake my life but I don’t know how successful I’ve been with that particular goal. We all seem to live with the faith that we will be here tomorrow. It always comes back to faith, doesn’t it?
If the world ends and I’m still not employed that is really going to aggravate me.
Be on the lookout for locusts . . .
