Currently sitting in an *almost empty* lounge at the airport and waiting for my flight home. It has been changed, again, so I could be here for a while. In that time, I’m going to attempt to publish a couple of drafts that I’ve been hanging onto for a few months.
Toronto has been great. Back to reality, for now. I have a job interview on Friday that I need to prep for. The company is a start-up that is looking for a Marketing Director. The prospect is exciting, mostly because if I get into the company on the ground floor, I could built the brand from the ground up. Imagine having the control to completely determine the direction and scale of a company. I think that’d be pretty fucking fantastic.
I’m finding myself hopeful, again. I both love and hate that. I love it because I love having something to look forward to. I hate that because it means there’s a greater chance of getting my heart broken if it doesn’t work out. Ah well, that’s basically the human condition. I know that I have the power to build a successful brand, and I’m confident in my capabilities.
Onwards and upwards. If this Friday is that opportunity, great for me. If this Friday isn’t that opportunity, I know there’ll be others.
Unrelated – I sure hope my house keys are in my suitcase. I thought they were in my backpack for some reason, but they’re not. I don’t think that my landlord wants to show up tonight to let me back into the house…