Today I was being kept hostage by an ominous organisation that invited people to their headquarters using job interviews as a mask and then didn't let them leave again. I entered the building highly motivated and was sent to the basement. The elevator doors opened and suddenly I saw an aggrevated mob of well-dressed people in search of a secure position.
What a dream. I wonder what Freud would say. But then, I'm not sure there's anything perverted enough going on for him to interpret. Perhaps it's more about a more or less subconscious fear of not getting a job, or not getting the right job. What's the right job? That's a good question. One that I've been trying to find an answer to for the last couple of weeks.
This month has been amazing. Amazing in every sense. There was so much life going on, I don't even know where to begin. I've met so many friends I haven't seen for almost a year, I've met relatives I haven't seen for even longer, and I've rediscovered a side of me that I haven't undusted for a long time. I'm not sure where it's leading me, but I'm already looking forward to August.
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