It says something about my life when I find someone or something that makes me trully happy, that I know without doubt it will soon leave me or be taken from me. When I lie awake in my bed at night, the long stream of mistakes and failures, let downs and dissapointments, runs though my head. I beg for sleep to come and take me away.
This time I told myself to just walk away. I want to run away. I want to be in Washington, on the other side of the country, anywhere but here. That's what I tell myself. Its not a matter of distance though, and in the end, that's whats gonna tear me up.
Back on my lonely road, right back where I belong.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
"And is everything just chance or are some things meant to be?"
While I can't say I completely agree with the title quote, I do know life can be quite strange in its own little ways.
Unfortunately a what I can only surmise as a paperwork foul up on the FAA's part placed my interview date back considerably (I was accepted to a position somewhere within Washington state). Finally in mid-July the interview finally happened at South Bend Air Traffic Control Tower. It was a quick affair and I spent most of my time there enjoying a tour of the facilities. Since that day I've been waiting for my Tentative Offer Letter which will contain the information on which facility I'll be assigned to (at this point I'm not going to decline the offer, even if it is Seattle Tracon). Although once again I seem to be stuck in an unusually long waiting game, I've seen information that there is indeed a backlog, probably related to the previous paperwork foul up. So while I watch kids who graduated a full semester behind me head off to the Academy, I continue to wait. However, as things have turned out, in life's hilarious little twists, heading off to the Academy may be a bittersweet affair.
Just before my interview, an acquaintance from high school got a hold of me on Facebook. We started messaging each other back and forth and finally just switched to AIM. The next day she invited me to meet her at a local park to join her while walking her dog. We had dated briefly in high school, only for two weeks, but I couldn't say I had really gotten to know her in that time. I can't even remember actually having a conversation with her back then. But we did talk at the park, a lot. I felt like I had met a whole new person, and it was someone I could really understand.
To make a long and personal story short and private, we're in a relationship. Despite her moving 3 hours away for college I'm still doing what I can to see her. I'm a complete amateur in relationships, I feel like I'm just doing my best not to muck it all up, but then she just reminds me to be myself. Although I'm well aware of what the future holds, for now I'm just enjoying this one day at a time.
Anyway, enough of that ranting.
Later.
Unfortunately a what I can only surmise as a paperwork foul up on the FAA's part placed my interview date back considerably (I was accepted to a position somewhere within Washington state). Finally in mid-July the interview finally happened at South Bend Air Traffic Control Tower. It was a quick affair and I spent most of my time there enjoying a tour of the facilities. Since that day I've been waiting for my Tentative Offer Letter which will contain the information on which facility I'll be assigned to (at this point I'm not going to decline the offer, even if it is Seattle Tracon). Although once again I seem to be stuck in an unusually long waiting game, I've seen information that there is indeed a backlog, probably related to the previous paperwork foul up. So while I watch kids who graduated a full semester behind me head off to the Academy, I continue to wait. However, as things have turned out, in life's hilarious little twists, heading off to the Academy may be a bittersweet affair.
Just before my interview, an acquaintance from high school got a hold of me on Facebook. We started messaging each other back and forth and finally just switched to AIM. The next day she invited me to meet her at a local park to join her while walking her dog. We had dated briefly in high school, only for two weeks, but I couldn't say I had really gotten to know her in that time. I can't even remember actually having a conversation with her back then. But we did talk at the park, a lot. I felt like I had met a whole new person, and it was someone I could really understand.
To make a long and personal story short and private, we're in a relationship. Despite her moving 3 hours away for college I'm still doing what I can to see her. I'm a complete amateur in relationships, I feel like I'm just doing my best not to muck it all up, but then she just reminds me to be myself. Although I'm well aware of what the future holds, for now I'm just enjoying this one day at a time.
Anyway, enough of that ranting.
Later.
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