Okay, so it's 2:00 am in the morning and I should be sleeping soundly. I was certainly tired when I got up yesterday morning. Was it the coke I drank this morning, the iced tea I had tonight, the unusually large and heavy dinner or something else altogether?
I received a return phone call from a prospective employer today. It went well. Actually, it answered several nagging questions I had about logistics. Only a few issues are left to be dealt with.
I am strangely torn though. I like what I am doing and where I am. At least I think I do. It's just that I look out on the horizon and see no long term future here. Am I just giving up? If you really want something I have always believed you will move heaven and earth to make it happen. The problem is that I have done just that a few times and it left me feeling empty and hollow. Is it really all in the journey?
I debated whether or not to begin a job hunt, because once a thing is set in motion sometimes it takes on a life of it's own. I think that I am one of those individuals who needs a quest or maybe a hunt. Always on the trail, tracking, seeking, searching for knowledge and experience. Looking for those eternal moments; those times of being in the zone.
Suddenly I have just lost my muse, so with that I bid you good morning.
- Feral Man
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