Day 3 – In Transit
The void of being in-between jobs is a curious one. Newfound liberties give way to unbridled creative expression, along with a throng deep-seated insecurities that frequently rattle the depths of my waking countenance. The pressing need to make a return to conventional society, to have a steady income trickle into my coffers once more. It’s kept me awake for more nights than I care to admit. I’m so tired of it all.