Final Day in Olympia

So this is it. My final day in Olympia. Tomorrow morning I make the trek back up to Seattle to have a dear friend of mine brutalize my chest for the sake of art and then I pick up my last two paychecks and then, like a flock of Geese I'm heading south for the winter. I'm excited about the trip but I'm trying not to have any expectations. I dont want to romanticize what this whole adventure is all about only to have it fail to meet what I've dreamt up. After all this time and planning and amongst all this chaos and confusion it's finally happening. I'm pursuing my dreams. I'm taking the plunge to pursue a career I'm actually happy with. These past few days in Olympia have really helped me realize how much I need this to work. I've seen good friends here who have graduated college and are working part time jobs that pay minimum wage. I see people I've known for years who are the exact same as the day we met. This city is like a void. A black hole that lures you in with it's charm and liberal thinking and interesting people yet it so successfully manages to hide the fact that it's glass cieling is incredibly low. There is a glimmer of hope in this vortex, however. I know for a fact that there are a few people here who will rise above, whether it be here or somewhere else, this town is full of wonderfully bright and brilliant people. I wish the best for all of them and I hope to see them all succeed someday.
As for me, I hit my glass cieling with a tremendous "THUD!'' both in Olympia and Seattle and I couldn't be more happy about it. It was the kick in the ass that I needed to take a leap of blind faith. For now all I can do is keep my fingers crossed and hope to land in a position that at least has an open skylight...


Rob