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Wednesday, April 26

Photojournal

The past couple weeks of my life have been very eventful. Rather than words, I'll present a few photos I took amidst the hubbub. They do not tell the whole story, but provide clues, hints, and triggers for my own recollection of experiences that might otherwise slip away amidst the den of everyday life.


I don't work at this gas station, but if you look closely, you can see the sign for my other workplace in the distance.

April 15, Saturday morning / early afternoon:













Something dies every day:



Saturday, April 22:

Indian Center community garden, where crops will be grown for the Food Bank.

Earth Day (April 23), Church Grounds Cleanup



Tonight's supper. Yum.

One other item of note... Beginning in May, I will start my training as a floor manager at Open Harvest.

Oddly enough, as of right now, I'm not even sure I like this oncoming change. As of yesterday, I had contented myself with the assumption that I had been passed over for the position because my stated hours of availability were less than ideal from management's perspective. So be it, I thought. I don't want it that badly anyway.

But then, last night, when J came and told me he really needed somebody to floor manage on Tuesdays, and asked if I would be able to do it, I responded with an immediate yes. After all, I had formally applied for the job, and he was giving me a schedule very close to what I had wanted.

So why now this feeling of reticense on my part? Maybe because it feels like every time things have started to settle into an almost-comfortable pattern, something else comes along to shake it all up.

Or maybe it has to do with my own mounting doubts about the organization, stirred further by some of T's comments the last time we met; she had even more critical things to say when we last talked outside the workplace than in some of our previous discussions about the situation. (After many months of planning, she has finally quit her job, and will be leaving Lincoln to pursue her dreams.)

In any case, my path continues here for the time being. And now I must sleep soon, so as to be ready for another big day tomorrow.


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