Limbo, Fear, and Moving on.

I'm graduating college in a week. I'm married and my wife's more than half-way through pregnancy with our first child (a boy). I'm feeling more and more like an adult lately, which I guess shouldn't surprise me. I was once referred to as the twelve-year-old who acts like he's forty-two. Despite this and my "distinguished" look, I've always felt like I was five watching how the big kids did life. Speaking of life, I recently played the iconic game and managed to use all the promissory notes and a few fire insurances.

I can't help but think that the game reflects many of the financial hardships that this slump, recession, or whatever has caused. This is the economic whirlpool that graduation is dumping me into. Officially I can't work at Independent Study past the 28th. I think I've mentioned that before. What's different today is that I won't be working at Independent Study by sometime this Monday. It may not seem like a big deal, but it is for me. There's nothing left for me there. I've been itching to leave for some months, but I didn't know until today that I should. I've felt like I was stuck in limbo knowing that no matter what I did I was going to be let go, and I was just stuck to wait for the inevitable. But I'm done. I don't know how often I've kept reading a book or watching a movie thinking that it would get better when it didn't The Curious Case of Benjamin Button comes to mind. Well I'm cutting this short and moving on.