Dear Destiny,
It's over. 2012 - gone. On paper it was a decent year: I finished my MPH, had opportunities to travel, played the role of professor, and so on. But beneath the surface it feels empty. I'm literally at the beginning of a new year, no plans for a doctoral program in the immediate future, no contract for employment, and waiting with my bags packed to move across the country. I suppose I'm not completely empty; there is an inkling of hope that this eastbound journey will find me the opportunities that I'm seeking. (And who knows, maybe even love). But that inkling of hope is running low. So Destiny, if I'm to keep plugging along, I'm going to need you to surprise me with a little something to keep me going... please.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Dear Destiny, Life's a Mixed Bag.
Dear Destiny,
Life is such a mixed bag. I've had a birthday and should be feeling "alive" with my relative youth; instead I've spent an fair amount of time in bed this week feeling dread for having to play the leading role in this thing called my life. I've also signed a lease on a new apartment in DC; and whilst there is still a tinge of anticipation for that, I'm all the while combating a fair amount of doubt. Not doubt in you, Destiny - doubt in me. What if I don't find my place in this world? What if I don't find anyone to share the adventure with? I'm trying to exercise faith here, so please, show me it gets better...
Life is such a mixed bag. I've had a birthday and should be feeling "alive" with my relative youth; instead I've spent an fair amount of time in bed this week feeling dread for having to play the leading role in this thing called my life. I've also signed a lease on a new apartment in DC; and whilst there is still a tinge of anticipation for that, I'm all the while combating a fair amount of doubt. Not doubt in you, Destiny - doubt in me. What if I don't find my place in this world? What if I don't find anyone to share the adventure with? I'm trying to exercise faith here, so please, show me it gets better...
Monday, December 10, 2012
Dear Destiny, Stop the Grading!
Dear Destiny,
Stop the grading! Seriously. I have been grading for approximately 8 hours each day for the last 5 consecutive days. That's 4 times the amount of work I'm contracted for and more time than I've actually put into sleeping. I hope this is adding good karma for things to come... In any case, 200-some-odd papers later I am feeling bits of hope return. And additionally, using cross-country travel planning as an occasional diversion from the grading madness has (I think) proved to be fruitful (fingers crossed). So I guess all has not been lost; but I am looking forward to spending my time doing something else. What that something is remains to be seen (that's where I'm trusting you, Destiny), but I'm guessing it will involve many job applications and packing. (It may/may not also involve some serious R&R, with books... and frozen yogurt. Just sayin'.)
Stop the grading! Seriously. I have been grading for approximately 8 hours each day for the last 5 consecutive days. That's 4 times the amount of work I'm contracted for and more time than I've actually put into sleeping. I hope this is adding good karma for things to come... In any case, 200-some-odd papers later I am feeling bits of hope return. And additionally, using cross-country travel planning as an occasional diversion from the grading madness has (I think) proved to be fruitful (fingers crossed). So I guess all has not been lost; but I am looking forward to spending my time doing something else. What that something is remains to be seen (that's where I'm trusting you, Destiny), but I'm guessing it will involve many job applications and packing. (It may/may not also involve some serious R&R, with books... and frozen yogurt. Just sayin'.)
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