Job Log #8. Eight unemployment logs for eight weeks since being out of work and fifty-six long, tedious days spent job searching, cataloging and submitting. I made it to week eight, after ten on-site job interviews went from “we went with someone internal” to “oh… uh… did no one tell you?” or, in the case of Amazon, straight up ghosting me to the shadow realm, before it led me here.
What or where is ‘here’? Heck if I know. My own writing space. My own potential career. A business. Possibilities. Ownership. Creativity.
Doing something I love, for myself and hopefully others, and showcasing it to the world in hopes of more.
The unambitious, pessimistic introvert in me is screaming.