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I started doing professional organizing part time for extra cash and my first client was this magical young mother who claimed she was an astrologist. She said my Venus return was coming this month– something about abundance and good things.

I'm pretty sure I have an autoimmune disorder. I drink a coke or stand outside on a hot day. These things that shouldn't give you what looks like the flu. I apply to jobs and scribble goals on my white board. My dog growls at me at night, and every morning I find him slumbering and happy for my kisses.

I have the return date on my calendar, around all my other obligations.

I hope something strange happens.

I don't know If i want the job that saves me, or the person that completes me anymore.

I think I just want to find myself delightfully in love

with my own creativity.

well I'm committing to a comic then

If I don't get this job, I'm committing myself to making a comic.

I'm waiting for an update from a recruiter. Landing this job would be a bright light in a stream of difficulties and health issues. I'm trying not to become emo about it not happening, but I'm just so tired of picking myself back up. I just really want structure and stability again. I feel like life will be a little easier and I can focus on supporting my craft without worrying about so many logistics. It's in a city I like and I think I would genuinely enjoy it. Like year of fire horse please come through. I have such a strong feeling this will be so good for me and my mental health and next chapter of my life.