The morning of the interview was also the first day of the con, though there was nothing much going on, really, just opening ceremonies and a social of sorts, and that not until the evening. Even so, the possibility of a new job and knowing that I'd be going to the con made me feel good. I mean, it's kind of hard to tell just how much everyday events and situations weigh you down until for a moment, you've got hope of escaping them. I sang on the way to work. Sang. A snippet of song that I'd heard when I was in college, and along with other such snippets, have stayed with me.
And it's a new day,
here comes the morning.
It's a fresh start,
there's so much to be done.
It's a new time,
I feel like singin'.
It's a new day,
gonna rise like the sun.
Gonna rise like the sun...
It may not last long, but by god, I thought my soul had forgotten how to dance. It feels wonderful, like warm sun on your face after a cold wind.
Kaz
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