I’m so vain I do web searches on my name while waiting for rides. But I do share photo findings. I don’t speak German so all I made out was “casual dating.” http://liebepur.com/archives/5869-Casual-Dating-Weg-vom-plakativen-Denken!.html
Pretty clouds. Also, I’m in Honolulu! Still can’t quite believe this is real.
Seatac Airport
McCarran Airport
McCarran Airport
McCarran Airport.
Las Vegas. First layover. No, I’m not playing.
All of this misses a critical point. Granted, we can assume that working at the factory in China is horrible.
But from the point of view of a Chinese worker, is it horrible compared to NOT working at the factory?
I’m off to Hawaii in a few hours, staying up so as not to miss my 6:30 am flight. Much to ponder, including whether or not I should delete and restart this Tumblr so if potential employers find it…I don’t know. Personal writing and blogging and employment searches seem like they’d be at odds unless it were the perfect job that got it. I don’t even know what that means, but I will say that the idea of applying for a job I would love to have is nerve-wracking. Obviously easier to contemplate one I don’t want so I won’t be disappointed if I don’t get it. But first, I’m escaping. That’s what it feels like, and that’ s not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve hardly had time to just sit and ponder the extreme mania that has been 2012 so far. If all I do for 9 days is lie in the sun (with sunscreen on) and think and rest and read and not have pain in my shoulders from hunching over, I will be very happy. I feel like I keep landing in situations and have no idea how I got there, nor how I feel about them. That’s something I’ll be figuring out from afar as well.
