the wedge.

I think I'm starting to get stuck and too comfortable. Nolan is right.
I spent my night at work glancing through 644 submitted photos on the Chicago Tribune's Web site. And I almost started to cry.

I'll never forget that feeling flying back to Baton Rouge. I hated to. Looking out the window on the plane I had this thought of wonder stuck in my head.

I'm not worried about being alone in the city. You can be surrounded by people you know and love and you can still feel alone. In fact I'm not worried about anything. Just waiting for the right opportunity to float my way.
In the mean time I'm stuck here...making the most of my stuck. This 'll do.

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blueboybob said…
take the chance, apply for the job, move to the city