I’ve packed my future into two little bags and I will very shortly be on my way. You see, I have decided that though I am unemployed and have nowhere to live in the big city, I am moving! Impulsive? Yes. Half-hazard? Probably. Adventurous? That’s what everyone keeps telling me. The truth is that I have been wanting to move F-O-R-E-V-E-R, but I needed a little push. This little push came in the form of a strong suggestion from a HMH publishing editor.
After my last post, I had my second interview with the book publishing company and they said they “would let me know” by the end of the week. I sent thank yous and all, but I still haven’t heard from them. So, I will assume that I didn’t get the internship. Sad. But not too sad. The interviewer suggested that I move to the city in order to be available for personal interviews and to be more up-to-date and aware of potential job openings with the publishing houses/presses in the area. BINGO. That’s what I’m sayin’. So I got online and googled cheap flights to Boston. Voilà! A week later, here I am in the airport waiting for my (late) plane to arrive. I feel like I should be nervous and maybe a little freaked out, but I’m not. I’m so excited. I feel like my life has been on pause the past three months and I’m pressing play.
I ate lunch with my mom today at a Chinese restaurant and my fortune read: Your dearest wish will come true. Now, I don’t really pay attention to these things usually unless they say something completely random and confusing like: If the table moves, move with it. What on Earth? However, this little message made me even more certain that I’m doing the right thing.
So, here’s to an adventure!