What is it that’s on my mind you ask? I’m worried about my future here. If things don’t work out here, I’ll have to return home a failure. Logically, I shouldn’t worry. But the thought has been on my mind from time to time. A little bit of the thought won’t do any harm.
When I head out for work, I confess that it pops up every now and then before making my out to the snowy landscape to a day of annoying work. Yes, with each subsequent walk through the snow comes the inevitable thought, a sort of ritualistic act during the short but reluctant journey. It haunts me and I drown it out by putting on my headphones and just listen to music.
In other news, it’s low season at work, and I still haven’t realized of what I’ve gotten myself into. For starters, I need to realize how dead the CN Tower is during winter and how little I’m needed during this time. Also, I need to make another attempt to find a job, a better job in this case. Anyways, all that can be dealt with when I have the proper time. I had a full shift today. After I only have a short shift, I’ll have a chance to sit down and do what I need to do. I’d better get started.