I am inspired by Julie of Julie&Julia fame, though perhaps I like her less now that she is not exactly Amy Adams. I think I need a project.

I'm in a strange limbo where I can't tell people I'm unemployed because technically I'm not, but I can't tell people I have a real job either, because I don't want to accept their congratulations and accept that this is my source of employment. I'm not ashamed of where I'm working; I'm happy to be there, to be earning some decent hourly pay, and to be on campus, pretending I still go there. I just don't want to get too complacent, something I worry that I already am.

My dream is to go to Taiwan in January and February. My life is one big scheme to get out of this country and back into a fantasy world where I can be young forever. Carefree and unemployed and loving it. That is the life I lived this summer, and perhaps my taste for that is too strong now.

I don't know what I want to do. I don't want to work at a newspaper anymore, I think. I really don't. I don't think I'm intrepid enough. I don't think I'm creative enough. I don't think I care enough. I want to have my nights and weekends and have fun. But then again, I don't know what I actually want to do, either. So journalism it may be.

I just want to float.