Flux

All in flux, not just me. Interviewed, but there may, or may not, be a job available. Time, waiting, pacing, patience. I must sit still and be a good girl. I do know how to do that, too much practice, but, yes. I can wait. On the cusp of changes, though how it will all shake out is anyone's guess. As long as there is a spot I can step into. I have the chops. I won't let go until it is working.

I shall emulate the cat, who found a pillow on the sofa, soft on soft.