I have tabbed six interesting job listings at the top of my browser. Now I am looking at them. I have read through all of them at least twice. Now: looking at them. What do I need to do to make myself do something about these morsels of potential?
I'm reading a book about being in your twenties (more explanatory post to follow) and one of the points the writer makes is how easy it is to become paralyzed by possibility. That's exactly what's happening to me. I know I need a job. I'm terrified I won't find one. I constantly talk about needing a job and my terror of not having one. But now I'm looking at all these possibilities and I can't do anything except for look at them, like they're paintings at museums or optical illusions. Maybe if I squint, I'll see a puppy. That would make me feel better. A puppy. Maybe I'll get a puppy. But I need a job to pay for a puppy. So I can't get a puppy.
I'm hoping that by posting this I will publicly expose my fear/laziness, be mortified by this knowledge, and break my paralysis. That sounds healthy...
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