There's no point wondering how things would have been "if". They're not - because "if" didn't happen.

Or did it?

Okay, world. Hard way it is. Watch your back.

Sigh. It's 2:30 AM and awake but sleepy, and I'm missing you like crazy. My mind is running away - worrying, hoping, wanting you to be here to make it better, or just make it go away.

Or maybe, just wanting you to be here.

Ah. There's that blue sky I was hoping to see.

Please and thank you.

Got the license. Thank you.

Put in my first application, was called within 24 hours, had an interview, did a practical. They said, "We're doing your background check and we'll call you by Friday."

Friday passed. On Monday, I called to speak to the woman who interviewed me. She doesn't work Mondays, no offer to send me to voice mail. On Tuesday I called again. She had just stepped out of the office. I left a voice mail.

Another Friday passed, and I called and left another voice mail: Do you need more info? Something I can clarify for you?

It's Monday again, and I haven't heard back. I've started looking for the next option and putting in other applications.

I have a house picked out to rent, and an action plan to get the funds to make that happen. Just need a job and a letter showing my projected income. I have other places that interest me, if the house falls through.

I just want to get this life moving forward again, Universe, and would appreciate more help and less resistance. Please and thank you.