I’ve been typing all day. Not a story, though I guess it could be considered storytelling. I’ve been applying for remote positions. Just so you know, I despise applying for jobs online. It’s not that I don’t like to work, I just hate online applications. Especially the ones with assessments on whether you would retaliate if you hate the job. I filled out a 54 question survey to clean fish in Alaska for $11 an hour. They asked me a million times have I ever went to work high and if I have ever lied. It’s just dumb. It’s not like you can explain yourself. You fill in a bubble and hope they interpret “I disagree” or “I strongly agree” as your human but still qualify to gut friggin fish. At some point, I get aggravated and just starting clicking bubbles.
Anyways, I decided to take a break from sending out applications because I decided I want to put up a post. I am slowly working my way back into the soul-sucking world of social media. I’ve been trying to figure out ways to build up a following and regular post schedule that isn’t daunting and inauthentic. I really would like to just live off my music but I still have bills and limited capacity. So, I’m just taking my time and focusing on honoring the commitment I made to myself. The next step is to buy a fishing pole.