This morning I found out I've got two weeks left at work-maybe less. I guess I should be worried, or sad, or making decisive plans for the future, but I just don't seem to feel much at all. Nothing I can can clearly define, at least. I can no longer tell the difference between apprehension and relief. Maybe there isn't one.
I'm hoping things work out so I can be in Chicago for July 4th, perhaps with a stop in Baltimore to see a couple of old friends who have new children. I've not even seen the latest addition to their family, so I know it's been a long time since my last visit.
I'm going somewhere and when I get there I'll do some stuff and stay for awhile and eventually go home or re-locate. When I feel like it or the money runs out,whichever comes first. That's about as well-defined a plan I can come up with at the moment.
2 comments:
Sounds like a good plan to me.
The best plans are: 1)Vague 2)Flexible and 3)Uncertain
At least that sums up my plan in moving to NYC, and it seems to be working for me thus far.
If the plan doesn't exist, circumstances can't ruin it. My only cut-and-dried rule is: Never choose a dumb-ass for a travel companion. I could rant on this for a long time. In fact, I will!
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