Light of my day, and secretly, the fire of my loins.

I woke up at noon and spent the day doing laundry, discovering the genius of Justin Vernon, and writing about the woes of my week. Is that wrong?
It isn't to say that I do this everyday. No no no, grace has blessed me with an uneven and fussy schedule.

I currently work as a bar tender, although thoroughly uncharacteristic of me and despite the late hours and the drunken babble of merry customers, I enjoy it. It pushes me out of my cushy plateau of comfort, and stretches me, and helps me feels mortal. Something that has been lacking in the numerous other jobs I've been at this year.

Why then, you ask, do I continue to trudge through low-wage jobs with a fancy BA? My friend, there is a purpose to everything.
I have finally found something that will propel me in my desired direction! An unpaid internship in Tokyo with GENETO Architects.

A slight anti-climax perhaps, and alas, unpaid being the keyword here, means that I have to save silly amounts of money to survive over yonder.
A wide compromise from the original master-plan but a tug in the right direction nonetheless.

The ticket is booked, and thanks to a radiated Tokyo, it came in hand rather cheaply. I leave in a month, and although the excitement and anxiety has not set in yet, I know myself well enough to know that it will creep up on me like a stealthy vagabond robbing of my sanity and self composure. By that, I obviously mean excitement. I leave in a month , so plenty of time for that.

I must end this post as randomly as I started it. It's not an advertisement per se, but listen to me when I say, Justin Vernon, today you are the light my life.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMq0AL3lzbs&feature=channel_video_title

Much love.