Hours and arms

Commute at dawn

O, I have a bicycle;
O, I have my lover —

On my bare arms and
arrogance
I swear, no one
has ever
been happier

Late summer through early winter, 2011

The lab did a terrible job scanning these, but I don't mind. From southeastern Massachusetts, New Hampshire, San Francisco, the Chicago suburbs.

Monday

Things are not bad at all except for when I think they are

* The more I freak out about how bad being unemployed is, the less capable I am of securing employment.

* This could be a nice enough time if I let it be.

* Stressors I do not have to deal with include: paying rent, paying for groceries. Thanks, Mom and Dad.

* I have money in my bank account from the last six weeks of temping. Not enough to move out, but enough to go places and do things and relax a little about what living expenses I do have.

* And I have plenty of time and energy now to do things that will keep me feeling okay (IF I LET THEM) such as sleep enough, meditate, watch Xena, ride my bike, be with my love, bake...

* All I have to do is keep putting in some work every day (vis–à–vis job applications) and keep learning.

Final day of employment

Read in April 2013

Titles link to the pertinent Goodreads page — feel free to add me as a friend.

1. Woman and Nature: The Roaring Inside Her, by Susan Griffin

2. Blessing the Boats: New and Selected Poems, 1988-2000, by Lucille Clifton

3. The Beautiful: Collected Poems, by Michelle Tea

4. Fun Home, by Allison Bechdel

5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, by J.K. Rowling (reread)