“A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor a man perfected without trials.”

Here I am again, late into the heart of darkness in the very middle of the night. Most sensible people are in bed. Me? Apparently not so sensible. I’ve been exhausted since 11 p.m., but just needed some time to myself. It’s been a pensive, thoughtful kind of a day. Not happy, maybe a little sad, frustrated for certain, kind of twirling around a little as to which direction to take. I don’t mind the twirling so much as the lack of direction makes me insane in my membrane.

I am certainly going through the employment refiner’s fire. Nothing like trying to find something that will somehow be a good fit through a vague description of something that sounds like everything and nothing all at the same time, if you can just manage to get your foot in the door. I’ve found several jobs that have piqued my interest and have applied to those along with a slew of others that would be a fit, a good fit even, just not my favorite choice. We’ll see what we will see.

If I could just find my way to being a successful paranormal romance novelist with brilliant heroines and exciting paramours, I could take a well earned vacation to Hawaii or Fiji or something and bask in the balmy ocean breeze on the snow white sands in some remote and delightfully vacant location. Blue-green waters as far as the eye can see, and a nice cabana boy to bring me deliciously fruity beverages of choice to pass the time. Yes…fantasy of this nature is always better than a gloomy November day looking for a job in Finance…though I do enjoy the gloomy more than not. It cheers me up.