S2 E23: why do we fall, Bruce?
I feel like as this project continues I’m naming my entries the way that emo bands of the oughts name their songs. The only difference is those guys weren’t bound by the necessity to have the title relate to their song but i kinda do. Sometimes barely, sometimes on the nose, but it always is relevant in some capacity.
Right so another week of retiree life in the books. Due to the knee injury i didn’t lift and i didn’t roll which really tested my mental fortitude. You ever have those days where you say something to your dogs at 2pm and realize “holy shit, that’s the first time I’ve spoken out loud in over 24 hours”? Achievement unlocked. The job hunt continues, next weeks installment will get into my new daily goals but i didn’t have that instituted last week so it was effectively a very long staycation. I’m not currently at a place where i can enjoy idle time so I spent most of the week thumbing through my address book looking for possible referrals to give me a leg up on the competition in terms of the job hunt.
Don’t stay down, don’t admit defeat, don’t go quietly into that dark night. Easier said than done friendos, the countless (actually you can count, it’s roughly 73 in total) rejection letters have begun to hit me in the gut like a sucker punch and signing up to take more lefts to the ribs is a tall order. I’d like to say I’m doing what i ought to foster a strong mental health and cultivate resilience but it’s just not the case. Shits rough, currently wearing a helmet. I did however get a hair cut and shaved the stache off and for a split second I looked and felt like a productive human being. Welp, back to the grind stone I go.
OH, last development, i started studying for the LSAT. Here’s how I got here: i failed to transfer my education benefits to Liz to make them mobile while I was active. Because of this, only I can use them which means my ass is going back to school. I’ve got a masters already, i don’t think I’m feeling the business school route, and the idea of med school or dental school makes me light headed. So where does that leave me? Walking in the direction my folks have been trying to push me since I was like…10…10-12…somewhere around there. So yeah, fall 26 may see me going back to school after taking a SHARP turn in my career path. Who could’ve guessed, thanks Lou.
Team, we are absolutely killing it at taking care of each other. The socials and media may be going straight bonkers but here on the ground level I am consistently feeling supported, protected, raised up, and loved by family, friends, acquaintances, and that one lady at the grocery store that calls me honey. Keep that shit up. Love and be loved, support and be supported. The only way we are going to get through this damn life is with each other. Drink your water, eat your greens, and get some time under that big yellow ball in the sky and everything is somehow someway going to work itself out. Fuck, i mean it has to…right?
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