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There’s really nothing going on today. Buying a house involves a bunch of
boring stuff that I don’t want to tell you about any more than you want to
hear it. Selling one isn’t any more interesting. I had no idea that my life
was headed in this direction. I’m only 18, and I’m already living alone. When
I first started working at the nursery, I didn’t know what my career would be.
I figured that it would be something in the medical field, but I wasn’t aware
of all my options at the time. When I read the job description for Lifecare
Assistant, I knew that that’s what I wanted to do, and I never changed my
mind. I only stopped working because I became so involved in my first
patient’s life, and then it all snowballed, and now here I am. Is this what I
want to do now instead...nothing? I think I need to go back to work. I need to
do something important every day. I saw Nick struggling to find purpose once
he got all this money, but now I realize that he had it the whole time with
his writing. He was just keeping it a secret from everyone. He wasn’t just
lounging about. I can’t do that either. I need to contribute to the world, and
not just through the charitable donations that I’m maintaining. Those handle
themselves. I’m going to call the agency first thing tomorrow morning to see
about getting back in rotation. It’s a national agency, by the way, so don’t
think this means you know where I’m moving to. I’m sure a lot of you were
hoping that—if it had to end—this blog would go out in a blaze of glory. But
it looks like it’s just going to peter out. I think that’s okay.
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