Yay holidays!
Well it's been one of those years I guess.
The kind where the world shudders to a halt and holds it's breath for the events to come.
And if the beginning of the holiday season is any indication of how the new year is going to ring it's self in then...well...it might be better for me to duck and cover than run at the holidays with any fervor.
Long story short...staying where I'm at is not an option.
Jobs I want are not hiring, jobs available don't pay enough, and then of course there's the whole thing about not having any formal degrees.
Gad that's annoying.
Did the math on the school part.
Unless I get a full on scholarship, grant, or some other sort of thing there's no way I can make earning a college degree profitable with my age and the costs of higher education, while still trying to find ways to pay the bills.
"You're supposed to work hard for your education so that you can get a job."
"No...jeeze. Haven't ya'll figured this out yet?"
Education is needed to prepare for a job.
Not to do the job.
Higher Education is for those that wish to continue learning/studying.
Not work.
Colleges and Universities aren't about learning to do jobs. (mostly)
They're about networking and meeting the people you might be doing some of these jobs with or for.
It's silly.
Bitter much?
This guy?
Na.
Just a chip on my shoulder the size of an aircraft carrier and no way to brush it off.
Back to Business
What am I going to be writing on this thing over the next few weeks?
Not a clue.
I have a lot of ideas bouncing around in my brain pan, but nothing concrete and mostly only achievable on my own.
I've got a lot of notes for stories and topics and the like.
Rough drafts here and there.
But there in lies the problem.
I can spend weeks tapping away at these keys with proper motivation and completely loose track of time.
But there's the thing.
Motivation.
Writing things that people will never read is fun and all but I have mountains of that already.
So....I guess...for a little while.
Daily musing like this.
Non-sequitur rantings on whatever the topic of the day is.
Assuming of course I stop moving long enough to sit down in front of my keyboard to hammer out something worthwhile.
Goals for the Next Year?
Find an Editor for my writing and maybe publish something.
Relocate and restart..
Why this one?
It's weird.
Every time I live somewhere long enough that people start noticing me for any reason I start feeling uncomfortable.
Because I feel like I'm not living up to the potential I could.
Or not worthy of whatever accolades might be set in front of me.
Or the place just isn't safe for myself or my friends.
Or all of the above a
Or one of a million other reasons insecure people decide to run for the hills rather than stay in the rut of the day to day.
So what's the plan?
The real plan for the coming year?
Regardless of who's with, against, or indifferent to my actions and motivations...
"A captains goal is simple: find a crew, find a job, keep flying."
~End Transmission~
