Like a Cactus Tree?
Jul. 22nd, 2009 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mhuzzellI guess I've fallen out of the habit of updating LiveJournal. I guess it's probably another of those lost habits that I never gave much thought to, but turns out to have been good for me, like reading for pleasure or eating regular meals. But... what do I write? My mind feels full and empty, like a dusty attic: piles of information all packed away in half-organised trunks and boxes. Overfull. Inaccessible. I stub my toes trying to get at things.
It has been raining for two days now. I've been living inside the internet, checking from the underside for the tendrils of What Next -- flats, jobs, internships. I've been hunting and hunting, but only applied for a few. I need to stop taking it so personally when they turn me down, to see each rejection it as a "learning experience". I'm reading Overqualified to console myself. It's helping, a little.
It has been raining for two days now. I've been living inside the internet, checking from the underside for the tendrils of What Next -- flats, jobs, internships. I've been hunting and hunting, but only applied for a few. I need to stop taking it so personally when they turn me down, to see each rejection it as a "learning experience". I'm reading Overqualified to console myself. It's helping, a little.
