I am afraid I'll fall into traps. Traps that I always fall in when I'm living in California. Cycles of the unemployed. Traps of a generic American coming back from time abroad.
Hopefully I'll be starting school real soon, but I am still unemployed, something I would like to fix two times over. My goal to be so busy that I don't realize I'm living at home has had the opposite happen. I am not busy at all. I do what I always do when I'm home for xmas, go to Klatch and work out...both great things, but neither a footing for a worth while life, that works towards my goals. I've had some communication with my future home but have only dreamt and hoped about how to get there. Frustration is fueled by inactivity and boredom. Hope is fueled by memories and imagination. I need to find a way to live more in the realm of hope and hold on tight to memories and imagination and parry all negative activities that come with inactivity and boredom.
Random Factoid: None of the school districts around me are hiring subs.
La Cultura Cura
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