I woke up this morning, fired up the notebook, and literally repeated ‘job job job job job…’

Shortly after, I put on a very pretty dress and hit the streets with fabulous family member Chris whose couch is serving as the coziest nest during my transition into NEW YORK CITY!!

We rocked up at a joint that had an ad on craigslist for walk-in applicants interested in waiting tables at a bakery-ish coffee-like place. So less than 24 hours after arriving in Queens… I got  a JOB!!

Don’t get me wrong, another job that, I don’t know… pays money… will be completely helpful. HOW-EV!! Bread is bread.

I start next week…

In the meantime I’ll keep chanting ‘job job job…’ to see what else presents itself. And writing, of course…

The mild stress of my present shift is lifting with meditation and poetry. I also worked on a new short story today.

The thing is… being in NYC isn’t just about ‘Hey cool, New York…’ It’s about aligning myself with my intuition, listening to the voices I hear that simply don’t hush and trusting that my effort to obey will rebalance alignment that I didn’t even notice getting knocked about, for a very long time.

Summed up… word.

One of my poems from today…

complexities of electronic existence

i cleared my history today.
status. update. delete. repeat.
two dimensional love affair.
fake photographs define
one sided conversation.
googling to relearn. how to learn?
world wide web. threaded daggers.
i would rather be stabbed
with the passion of steel
over counterfeit clicks.
spelling error. false grammar.
made up words
on artificial light. i have
to believe behind a screen
there is an actual address
with no dashes and periods.
i scream
in real life.