Sunday am

Not sure if anyone even reads this blog anymore. My focus has certainly changed since I have been working, and the posts no doubt reflect that. But yesterday, I was riding my bike, enjoying the weather, not a care in the world. and I realized that when I was off, I never, not once, felt that way. There wasn't a minute that I wasn't dwelling on being out of work, or waiting for a call or email that never came. Or wracking my brain thinking of who I could network with that might know of a job. Or how I would cover my bills......I had almost 6 months of anxiety. and the way I felt yesterday was such a polar opposite. But, if you are, or have been, out of work, you know what I mean. Part of the way I felt may have been an over reaction to the situation, but when you read the papers of people that have committed suicide, or have taken out their entire families as someone here in Arlington Heights did recently, you can see that feeling can be far beyond overwhelming.

So anyway, not a day goes by that I am not reminded of the time off. one way or another, I remain scarred by that time. and if anyone that is still reading this is out of work, the way you are feeling is not unusual - and I hope very soon you get to feel the way I felt yesterday.

enjoy the day.