How many applications am I going to send out before someone shows any interest? Of the dozens of resumes and cover letters, I've gotten maybe two or three interviews. And those, I feel, are only polite responses to organizations where I have connections. It's gotten to the point where I am brutally honest in the first paragraph of my cover letters, immediately admitting the fact that I have very little chance of landing this job but am applying on nothing more than a whim. It's like I'm window-shopping on my future. I've applied at banks, libraries, production companies and news organizations. So far, it's still retail.
On top of all that, my video production has hit a roadblock. I bought a new MacBook Pro to edit with and my software is too old to be used on that machine. Now, I have to buy a newer version of Final Cut Pro that will end up costing around $300! Gah!
I suppose that's enough complaining for now, internet. I could go on, but I'll keep it to professional issues for now. But if you only knew what I was going through on top of all this...
all this pain makes me understand Buddhism. But it's not like I'm suffering like the people of Haiti before or after the earthquake. Again, if I put it into a bigger perspective, my problems seem pretty insignificant and self-centered.
I should really blog more. Looking at the amount of posts annually, I'm in a steady decline. Maybe if I typed through all my shit, I'd feel better than I do just stewing in it. Even if nobody reads this, it's the most therapeutic thing I know.
Until next time, this has been one unhappy dude.
