"You are daring to imagine that you could have a different life. Oh, I know it doesn't feel like that. You feel like a big fat failure now. You are marching into the unknown with...nothing."
- Birdie Conrad, You've Got Mail
Kathleen Kelly has lost her shop to the juggernaut of Fox Books, and with it, her fully-formed place in life. She has been rudely pushed from a position of great security and comfort--her mother's store, a landmark of the Upper West Side--and Kathleen finds herself on the cusp of an unforeseeable future. She must find a new job and a new way by which to define herself. At the moment, I am feeling much the same way. As I near the completion of my father's book, the questions of my future whereabouts are beginning to loom overhead. Where will I go? What will I do? What adventures will there be?
I too am marching into the unkown with nothing--a resume, at best, to wave in front of employers and pray they will like what they see. It feels a bit strange that one's prospects are tied to a single sheet of paper, a bit vulnerable to turn my face into the wind.
I too am marching into the unkown with nothing--a resume, at best, to wave in front of employers and pray they will like what they see. It feels a bit strange that one's prospects are tied to a single sheet of paper, a bit vulnerable to turn my face into the wind.
But then, is not wind for filling sails? Full speed ahead, Sir. Steady as she goes.
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