|
Plan E The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I always leave - that's my thing, and I'm really good at it. Staying in one place too long gets old, and what's the point? People ask me what I'm doing and I make up some lame answer: well, you know, it's a nice town and I like it blah blah blah. I'm staying for the racing season, I'm staying for my radio show, I'm staying to prove to myself that I can stay in one place longer than a year and a half. Really, though, there's no point to it. Job or no job - and I doubt they'll offer it to me - I think I'll leave, and I'd thought I'd either move back to my hometown or go back to Seattle - I'm sick of moving, sick of starting over, I told myself. But now I'm daydreaming about moving to Austin, oh just for a month, maybe two. Put my stuff in storage, find a furnished room on craigslist, go down there with a suitcase. I think I'll go in September. Find temp work until then. Sound like a plan? Plans are good. This is my plan. It's not my usual thing, though, starting all over in a new place - this time, I'll just stay a month or two and then, I don't know, move back to my hometown. Or whatever. Yeah, this is a good plan.
|