friday morning comin' down

Well, it's Friday. I'm sitting at my friend's house, petting a borrowed kitten and listening to Townes Van Zandt. There is nothing like time and distance to add a twinge of bitterness to things.

Today is not a day to dwell, though, but to begin to figure out The Future. My interview went as well as I could have hoped. If it turns out that they liked me I will have to return to interview with the college administration, something I did not discover until I was on my way to the airport. My sis and her gf have already decided where I should live and who I should date if I move.

Here I am in the other town, though, the one where a second job interview might be happening soon. It has the obvious draw of being where my best li-berry school friend lives. It also happens to be a town where I immediately felt comfortable on my first visit. So it looks more and more likely that I will abandon my beloved H-town, in pursuit of filthy lucre or a more supportive administration or a future that makes more sense to me. I never planned to stay there for more than a few years and now it's been 4 1/2. There are times when I wish for a seer to tell me my path, but then I stop to listen and discover that I am my own seer.