Hey guys. Miss y'all. I'm not on hubski ever recently, mostly due to switching to an old flip phone and because my job --maintenance, construction, and camp counsellor training at a summer camp -- is in high gear. I think I had 10 minutes of free time yesterday.

I received some really disappointing news yesterday morning. Some of you know that I did a year of community service with a federal program called AmeriCorps. It was extremely formative and I credit it with interrupting my less than sustainable lifestyle at the time. I had planned to do the program again I loved it so much, except this time in Denver. So I applied again. I found out after a few months of anxious waiting that I was not accepted. Yesterday morning I was crushed. I experienced feelings of personal fault and failure that accompany rejections like this, a feeling I'm sure is familiar to many, though no less hard to shake. It's so damn difficult not to get upset.

So. My life is blown open-endedly again. I talked with some family and it was incredibly reassuring. I'm lucky to have such fortitude and love in my corner. I think I'm still going to move to Colorado in the fall, I really want to live there, and now it's a matter of finding a job and something interesting to do, hopefully the two being the one and the same. And speaking of pubski, I could go for a good drink.