The air down there

There's been a break in my fortunes and at last a shimmer of hope gleans on the horizon for my gainful employment.

It is strange to think of working after 25 years of schooling and education. Now on the precipice (or perhaps as I continue up the mountainside toward the cliff face) I am actually a little afraid. But fear cannot quash my excitement nor the momentum of anticipation.

I've been asked to interview, and interview I shall.