Impending Doom?

Right now, as I'm trying mercilessly to find an ideal place to live and start my career, I'm working for a home service company (yes, home service = plumbing) in my home town.  To make make my job description seem a little more precise, I'll just say that I'm the Marketing Department for this company.

I really enjoy doing this; this is mostly because I love to write and love doing print and web design.  The majority of the work that I'm doing for this company is a juxtaposition of these two--in one way or another.  I even get to teach too!

That being said, most of my days keep me pretty busy (entertained--and I'm not writing this in a snarky way; like I said, I really enjoy this), so I don't have to much time to "worry" about the "bigger" problems that I have in my life.

I say "problems" like I'm a child-soldier in Uganda; I really mean "problems" in a more suburban context.

Basically, my for-now job is keeping me occupied during the day, but I have nothing specific to distract me after work.  Sometimes I even work later without remuneration for an *ahem* unknown reason.  This thought-bubble workspace of a blog may be serving that same purpose.  Maybe it'll be productive avoidance now.

Ultimately, I'm not scared of teaching. No Way.  I've spent a lot of time and have had a lot of fun teaching middle- and high-schoolers.  It's the whole moving-on and fear-of-the-unknown thing that has me spooked.  I feel like I'm searching for something that defies definition.

Humph.  I guess this is what it's like to be... "normal."

Reading
Flannery O'Connor's A Good Man is Hard to Find

Listening
Album: Modest Mouse, We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank
Song: Radiohead, "Hail to the Thief"

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[Ray]

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