Unfortunate Events

Things aren’t always the way they’re supposed to be. I lost my job, my apartment, and my life is upside down. I’m back living with my parents and searching the web for work. I don’t pity myself, and I shouldn’t. There are worse off than me. War in other countries, homeless; I’m fortunate to have parents who took me in at thirty-five-years-old.

I spend day in and day out going on interviews and waiting for the phone to ring or an e-mail to pop up on my computer with a job offer. So far nothing. But I can’t complain. My life is not the way I intended, but I have a roof over my head and parents who care.