I haven't been working since the start of July. I first started working when I was twelve and I foolishly asked my mom for a three speed Huffy that had caught my eye. She snapped something about money on trees and get a job. I scored a paper route and eventually got my Huffy. I think since the age of 12 I've been unemployed no more than 2 weeks. And here I am, three months after I got canned, Radiohead the new Huffy. I'm ready to go out and get another job at a restaurant because I'm just sick of waiting until inspiration smacks me upside the head and directs me to a different career.
Some financial and career goals just sort of stall. I'd like to avoid saying fail, but if the day gets any bleaker I might be inclined to change my mind.
I just listened to a CD I picked up at the library, The Best of Lou Rawls, The Capitol Jazz & Blues Sessions, and all is right with the world again.