Unemployment, Week 2

I went to another river today. This time I went swimming. Well, as much "swimming" as I could; the water level was ridiculously low. I hadn't been to Woolen Mills in many years but I still don't recall the water ever having been that low.

Friends, meet the Rivanna:









You know, I think this is what I like now.

No, really. I'm sitting in the back of the room at the tea house in Charlottesville while the Invisible Hand plays and honestly, all I can think is that I'm too tired and old to be here. I wake up every morning way earlier than I'd like and the only thing that really appeals to me right now is wading through water and springing from rock to rock. Well, that and reading comic books in neat places. And, you know, the idea of having a job or being in graduate school. I am somewhat miserable right now but I'm subjecting myself to it because it's something I'm supposed to like and it's something to do. Something I've always done.

Oh, and the food.


cover letter + chai shake

The food.

I've had cold mint tea, a chai shake, cocoa rooibos, and a hummus platter with extra carrots.

Hmmm. I guess some things don't change.