I dreamt that I woke up and realized that I had a job I’d been forgetting to go to. I think I was someone’s research assistant or something? So I panicked and went to the ‘place’ and the person hadn’t noticed that I hadn’t been there; didn’t care. I think I do have some anxiety about NOT having a job. Isn’t that the dumbs? While I savor this time, it’s also making me a bit nutters, the lack of stability. I think I’d really benefit from a job again, which I will totally need at some point very soon. I interviewed for a staff position on a new TV show last week (yay) but I have no idea how it went. If I had to put my money on it’s outcome, I would be standing there weirdly with some money in my hand, not knowing where to put it.