I'm running....
It finally happened - that something I was expecting arrived - I am no longer waiting to exhale - much has become clear.
I GOT FIRED!!!!
At this moment I am planning my treck across the wide land, running away from this dreary, miserably cold city to the warmth of the tropics.
Amazingly, the news had MCITG in my bed quicker than you can say "Jack Robinson". It might also have been because I kept telling him that if I am leaving, then he no longer has to feel like he is cheating on her, and that I really needed to get some. His guilt when I am gone will be immense, but at least he can go back to denying himself and try to do pennance. I reckon that within a year, MCITG will be in a serious relationship with some very lucky girl. What we had was a cleansing for his soul. It would never have worked out for us - the guilt would always be in the way - but just maybe it's helped him and he'll move on. It's funny, he was trying to talk me into staying here in Melbourne, and that was before I had talked him into staying the night. He's really a sweet guy that deserves to be loved and repected.
My life seems to work in mysterious ways. I have already had a job offer - back in hospitality where I struggled to get the hell out of - and have been checking out jobs on the net.
The only thing about this situation that makes me sad is that I finally found some people that liked me, and wanted to hang out with me, and I have to run away from them and start over.
I'm getting used to starting over, I've done it more times so far in my short existence than most people do in a lifetime. As usual, I have no plan, no where to go, no money, and no skills.
I think I will probably be leaving here in about three weeks. I have tickets to Splendour in the Grass, so I want to be up that way for that, maybe I'll find some work around there.
Maybe I could go and live in a commune? No, I don't get along so well with people. Maybe I'll just fall back into my old line of work, I certainly don't have enough knowledge or experience to pull off an office job.
I do know that this was supposed to happen, I don't know what will happen next, but so long as I drag my ass out of bed in the mornings, things will continue to happen. I just wish I could figure out how to make the things happen that will make me happy.
I GOT FIRED!!!!
At this moment I am planning my treck across the wide land, running away from this dreary, miserably cold city to the warmth of the tropics.
Amazingly, the news had MCITG in my bed quicker than you can say "Jack Robinson". It might also have been because I kept telling him that if I am leaving, then he no longer has to feel like he is cheating on her, and that I really needed to get some. His guilt when I am gone will be immense, but at least he can go back to denying himself and try to do pennance. I reckon that within a year, MCITG will be in a serious relationship with some very lucky girl. What we had was a cleansing for his soul. It would never have worked out for us - the guilt would always be in the way - but just maybe it's helped him and he'll move on. It's funny, he was trying to talk me into staying here in Melbourne, and that was before I had talked him into staying the night. He's really a sweet guy that deserves to be loved and repected.
My life seems to work in mysterious ways. I have already had a job offer - back in hospitality where I struggled to get the hell out of - and have been checking out jobs on the net.
The only thing about this situation that makes me sad is that I finally found some people that liked me, and wanted to hang out with me, and I have to run away from them and start over.
I'm getting used to starting over, I've done it more times so far in my short existence than most people do in a lifetime. As usual, I have no plan, no where to go, no money, and no skills.
I think I will probably be leaving here in about three weeks. I have tickets to Splendour in the Grass, so I want to be up that way for that, maybe I'll find some work around there.
Maybe I could go and live in a commune? No, I don't get along so well with people. Maybe I'll just fall back into my old line of work, I certainly don't have enough knowledge or experience to pull off an office job.
I do know that this was supposed to happen, I don't know what will happen next, but so long as I drag my ass out of bed in the mornings, things will continue to happen. I just wish I could figure out how to make the things happen that will make me happy.
posted by Movin'on at 6:46 AM
2 Comments:
You are so brave to keep deraming of a new future...Cheers to a new path!
I'm so excited for you. really. you just have to promise me that we can get drunk again before you leave.
And... stop looking so hard for what makes you happy and start doing things that you want to do. Happiness will follow.
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