I was reading the description of the latest release from one of my favorite labels, Sam Alfred's Roadblocks, and the end of the description says "built with love and made to last." This really struck a chord with me--pun intended, I guess--and I feel like maybe it can be my new motto. Like, I'm here, not really going anywhere, and I'm built with love. Meaning I'm made of love, and was made by love, and have love to give. What a quaint idea... the cynical side of me is laughing, but I really haven't been listening to that side so much these days.
I spent a productive couple hours updating my resume after last week's multitude of tragedies. Somehow I woke up feeling fine today--maybe because calamity befell one of my enemies. Well, I've always believed in karma, but you never know when, why, or how it's going to strike. Now if only I could give some of my good karma to my former coworker. At least I always try to help when the opportunity presents itself.
I came across a listing at my previous company that intrigued me. It sounds kind of right up my alley, but it's at my old company. Not that I burned any bridges there, but I swore I would never go back to the NY office. But, I have a thought that this position may be under different management than what I was when I was there. I've asked a source to do some digging... we'll see what the results are.
Until then, it's business as usual. It's a wonder what a fresh font and a little whitespace can do for a man's confidence.