In September I took a short daytrip to Osaka for my birthday. On the way home, I visited a place called the Umeda Sky Building. For a thousand yen, or roughly nine dollars US, you can ride to the top of this unique building to see a breathtaking view.
So, today I put in an application for a job overseas…
After a lot of thinking, and a lot of stress, I finished my introductory essay, updated and polished my resume, and sent in the application. I hope to get a call back soon.
From what I’ve read, if they like what they’ve read, I will get a phone call. Then, a Skype interview. Then, a real interview. Then, maybe a second interview (day after the first) and a job offer.
After that, I get my things together and start working on my visa, which takes between 2 and 6 months. Once my affairs are in order, I catch a plane and spend (at minimum) the next year in another country.
Orange is an awesome color. Anyone who tells you otherwise is an idiot. Just putting that out there…
Words cannot express how happy I am that the week is over. It’s Friday and I have 2 blissful days off to do with what I will. I think I might start my Christmas shopping. Or maybe I should visit the farmers market before they close for the winter? Visiting a cafe, with my laptop, sounds really nice too. Regardless of what I chose to do, I will NOT be thinking of Temporary Price Reductions.
I took the wrong bus home, recently, and ended up in South Yonkers. The bus dropped me off in Getty Square and I walked down to the waterfront shortly after. I had meant to try out that bus route as an alternative to my current one, which is often late. Instead of taking me in the direction of my house, however, I took it in the opposite direction.
While there, I decided to have a look around, as the last time I was there was a month or two ago. The last time I was there was overcast and rather miserable out, so I didn’t get many good pictures. This time, I was able to catch the sunset.
There were also a lot of people out and about, so that was nice too. I talked with some teens, who were enjoying an afternoon snack and recognized me as a teacher, by my clothing choice. I had a good laugh over that.
Luckily, it was decent weather, and my regular bus stops in front of Yonkers Train Station. I hate to think what the experience would have been like if this had happened in the middle of winter. I would have had to have waited either in the train station or in the library down the block.
Eventually, I did get home, though I was exhausted by the time I did. If I remember right, I got in around 8:30 or so. My mom was surprised, but when I told her what had happened, she laughed at me. You see, I am great at getting lost. Known for it, actually. So, she teased me for getting lost on the way home from work, which is sort of funny when I think about it.
I look to the sky and let out the breath I’m holding. It’s going to be alright, I tell myself. The world isn’t ending, this is the beginning. The sun sets on one part of the world and rises in another.
There’s something nice about having the sun go down later and later, after a long winter spent in darkness. The sun may set around 6 or 7 right now, but it’s heartening to know that there will be days were the sun won’t set until 9. I look forward to those days.