work

things are good. I am just waiting for my insurance social worker to call me.

We've really gone back and forth about this via voicemail a lot the past few days. Missing each other.

It's unfortunate. I really need insurance. I think he might have called out sick today but I am going to

stay in my cell/room all day in case he calls.

While I am waiting here for his call, I am thinking about work.

I definitely would like to do work where I am helping people with their relationships.

It seems when I try and be deliberate with my own direction, though, that's when my mental 

deficit kicks in. So I am reminded to keep grateful and take life one step at a time.

If I work in a bakery then the relationships I'll be helping with is that they, the customers, each get the good

sweets they want.  That's how it was in Malibu. Sometimes it was like I was one of Santa's Helpers.

Other days I just aimed to give people a good experience shopping and take pride in a job well done.

I don't know how to manage it. I don't seem to know how to manage myself or how to

start moving forward to a fulfilling career. But perhaps the old maxim of 'one step in front

of the other'.... each step so intensely focused on - brings reassurance after each

is made with a sense of accomplisment...

I know we each gotta do it.

Things are good. I'm thankful.