All American Rejects were on the radio, exhorting listeners to move along. Thea and I were driving to the beach. I had been to a lot of cold places in the past few weeks and had this sudden urge to lay on the beach for hours doing nothing. Sometimes its the best thing you can do.
So champ! What's next?
I had just told Thea that the outcome of another interview was pretty much the same. I wouldn't be hired because I didn't have the right "level" at my company.
I'm moving along. To new things.
She smiled. A moment of inspiration-by-radio I see.
Actually, its not just the radio. I've been reading this guy's book - a professor at Carnegie Mellon. He's got a few months to live and he decided to use that time to do a lecture and write a book. One of the things he says, which is beginning to sink in, is that sometimes, one gets more from pursuing a dream and not accomplishing it.
Early this year, I had set myself a rough deadline. If by the end of April I wasn't able to get a job (a job that I wanted,) I would cease and desist and do some introspection on future paths that I must take.
Am I hearing this correctly? You're finally thinking about giving up on this. F**K! I cant believe this.
Thea has on many occasions told me that I never know when to surrender, to my own detriment. Many battles were won because warriors deserted a battlefield only to return fit and better equipped to force a suitable outcome, she would tell me.
We parked the car and began walking to the beach.
I always thought you were over-reaching. Don't worry! Whatever it is you want, it will come to you, surely. I know it's hard for you...
How about I let you rub some SPF30 on my back to cheer you up wonderBoy? You haven't had female contact for a while have ya? (evil grin)
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