Friday, October 3, 2014

Job interview

When they told me they wanted me to come for a job interview, I was filled with dread. I felt like it is just this torture I force myself to go through for no real reason.  I didn't want to go.

My brain knew better, but my heart was resistant.

Well it was a lovely day.  It was lovely to go for a drive on a beautiful fall day.  It was lovely to be in New England.  It was a nice place.

My brain knew all that all along, but the rest of me sure didn't.

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