Today I'm one of those people. The ones who type away on a computer while sitting in a coffee shop.
Why? It gives structure to the day. If I stay home all day, my brain melts into the cracks of the walls, and the distractions from my various forms of "work" grow stronger with each hour. Getting out, well, it gives you a lynch pin, something to hang your day around.
So, yes, unemployed still. Various temp agencies have my number, I've take a test to bring me closer to teaching certification. But, on the other hand, I've been extremely productive when it comes to the "work"-work. Stories are coming out of me at a shocking rate, stories that I'm pretty happy with.
And the clouds roll in over the mountains.
Oh, new Comic here. The boys enjoy their supper, BUT AT WHAT COST?!?!? AT WHAT COST?!?!?