This blog is only active when I'm unhappy. Since a year ago, I went to India, moved across the state to start a new job, a boyfriend has come and gone, my godson has visited and left again, and I spent a whole bunch of days at a time since leaving my former job feeling happy.
Well, hi there again, world. I still mostly like my job, but friend and baby just left after a three week stay, and my life suddenly feels empty enough to echo. And I'm not sure I agree with the philosophical direction my employer is taking. I want so much to believe in what I'm doing. Am I endlessly naive?
