It turns out quitting a second job does not actually free up spare time at all. I'm drawing quite a bit and working on some design work that should almost be done now. Which is good, that hasn't been happening in quite some time.
The warm weather is here, and it is all I can do not to skip out on work and be outside. I want to at Cape Enrage, one of the trails in Fundy or hell even The Rocks would do. I just want to lose myself in that haphazard, wild beauty. Don't get me wrong, our parks and some beaches have been trimmed and pruned, but not in the same tame fashion as some of the other province's I've been too. It's hard to explain. I think somebody else who lived all over may be able to say it better.
The summer months always bring out my insomnia and already it's starting. I'm getting restless. I'm thinking it may be a good time to consider some more changes in my life. Maybe a move, and yet living somewhere landlocked feels like insanity. I don't think I could live somewhere without access to a rocky beach. It's something I need to be a grounded person. My job, despite working in the retention department of one of the country's largest communication companies, is pleasant. I've discovered I'm pretty good calming people down. That I have infinite patience for trainees and am going to apply for a training position when it arises. Which I suppose would be useless if I just up and moved somewhere else. This is starting to get rambly. It'll get figured out. Whatevs. Guess that's where I am today.