Day 3

So today was finally my last day at work. It was nice, sad, bittersweet. I didn't apply for any jobs today because I was at work until 5:30, then I came home, changed, cleaned my room, made some dinner, and of course called my mom. The commencement speaker at graduation the other day said he makes sure to call his mom for 5 minutes a day and it's the best 5 minutes of his day. My mom won't let me live it down now! But luckily I called her today and it was for even more than 5 minutes. Anyway, the real world and the unemployed is nice but I guess I get bored easily. But if I had homework or a paper to do, I would be procrastinating anyway! It's a funny thing how it all comes together. Some would advise me to travel, relax, read, enjoy, hike, bike, or write. Of all those I am a fan of the majority of them and if I had a bike with me in Queens I would enjoy all of them. But not in this weather. All I want to do is curl up in my sweats, read a good book, watch a sad movie, and eat some ice cream. Slowly my friends are leaving NYC and heading in their own directions or back to their roots. I'll be going back to my roots too, that small town that always comforts me. I'm getting anxious for it, anxious for the next step. I should spend my first real day unemployed tomorrow by applying for jobs so that the next step comes sooner.

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