My hypothetical future new life has become a little more concrete. Specifically, there are now five alternative lives floating out there in space and in my daydreams (or six, if we consider failure one of them. But let's not do that, okay?). This is a little more reassuring, I suppose, although I think it is an odd life when five choices seems somehow concrete.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
So, yes, five interviews in five cities in January. Five airports, five beds (and/or couches), five hospitals or clinics. Five imagined realities. Probably more than five sleepless nights.
Remind me what I said about breathing again.