a time to grieve; a time to dance

Have you ever found a glistening coin on the bed of a flowing stream? You point at it but your friend isn't quite able to see it. Or maybe your friend is pointing at something at a short distance and, for all your neck-craning, you can't quite see what it is.

This blog is exactly that. This is me pointing at something that I know is there and hope you'd see, too. Whether it's at a golden mask at the bottom of the well or an eagle soaring high in the sky, I wish you Happy Looking!

29 March 2015

Sidetracked

I am afraid I may have gotten sidetracked. In all the chase for good NPS scores and compliance to the business rules and all that--which is not at all a bad thing, since Saint Paul does admonish us to be good employers--I might have become satisfied with the scores. In short, being satisfied with the means and forgetting the end I had hoped to achieve.

I remembered only recently that the reason I wanted to get full-time employment was to not put pressure on the writing and the acting to put food on the table. Even moreso, the day job was supposed to provide for me tuition for singing classes, a skill I severely lack in the theatre industry.

So, I am glad I was reminded of this goal that I had: to set aside money for voice lessons. Well, I guess it's never too late to start saving.


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