Down but not out. . . . .

Have you ever felt like Ralph the mouth on the Goonies?

Let me paint the scene for you; you have just found that the treasure you are seeking has lead you to an underground wishing well. You remember this well fondly. It is where you first believed in a dream and kissed a quarter goodbye. But now you have found this place again and you remember the heart ache and sacrifice that came with chasing that dream, or for some not chasing that dream. The only thing that you want now is your dream and time back. You now dive under find a quarter and begin to tell those around you that this was your dream ,and you know what, you want it back, because it didn't come true and then you proceed to pick up all the other quarters which belong to other dreamers. You want what you feel is yours.

Sound familiar??

I told you all this to tell you (whoever you are) that I am now unemployed. It wasn't something I said or did or didn't do. No it was merely the company did not want to pay for me anymore. Sadly I find myself feeling like Ralph, when is my day? WHen will my dreams be realized? I'm not so sure they ever will now.

So we go on life still keeps moving and its not putting itself on hold just for me. (as much as I would like to believe it will)

I don't think the seriousness of the situation has hit me yet.

They called me into the office and told me they should have told me earlier (it was Wednesday and they were letting me go on Fri. yeah just maybe they should have let me know that I would not have a job anymore so I could at least look or something!?!?)
As redundant as it seems I sat there and talked it over with them. Was there anything I could do? Did I do something? They assured me it was nothing I did and that I was leaving on great terms, but that doesn't help me pay bills now does it?

So now what?

I have applied online and in person at a couple of places and sent my resume with cover letter to something I hope really pans out.

But for now I am drowning in this sea of endless opportunities, striving to get out of the ocean and back on land. Its kinda like being in a mental Bermuda Triangle. There is no way out when it won't let you out, some people make and others well. . .don't. . .I hope I'm not an other. . .I really hope I'm not.

"Ciao."