Surprisingly, after I lost my job, I had a week of going out and throwing my resume everywhere, then a week and a half of sleeping as much as possible. The job loss and a lot of other things cluttered my brain, and I needed time to re-energize, resurge, and return to form, and probably a couple other words that begin with “re-“. I’ve been writing like hell for Chicago Literati, working on some short stories, listening to the new Rise Against record, going on OkCupid dates (all two of them), reading a collection of music interviews from The Believer, and wrapping my head around some stuff.
I still sleep a lot though. That’ll never change.