last night I dreamed that I was working in an ice-cream and subway sandwich shop. the boss was really cool and laid back, and wasn’t around much so I spent my time hanging out and eating ice cream. the sandwiches were constructed in a really unusual way: the cheese was folded into triangles like origami, and the top half of the sandwich was balanced atop this folded cheese. i suspect there was a toothpick in there somewhere as well. the sandwich itself was displayed in a lighted recess of the wall behind me, with a spotlight highlighting this incredible culinary treat. the general flavour of the dream was one in which I really didn’t mind my job, in fact, I was enjoying it.

it seemed strange at first to dream about working when I am unemployed and enjoying it, but on further examination I can see why this dream is pertinent to me now. I am facing the challenge of self-direction. I have a new, and very strong desire to make money and support myself by doing something I really and truly *enjoy*, not just a job that I grin and bear and sacrifice my time, energy and sanity to in order to get a paycheque at the end of the week. not that i would consider myself above doing that again, just that I have enough of a cushion to try doing something I am passionate about first. the idea of working at something I enjoy is like getting paid to eat ice cream. yes please!

so while I work out the details of my potential career paths (or even just part-time pocket money generators for now) I spend the rest of my time working on the first course of my master’s, cooking delicious food, hula hooping, and generally enjoying this feeling of emotional stability and spiritual centeredness. I’ve been experiencing that broody feeling again, but somehow it’s easier to deal with when I have these money-making schemes brewing away in my mind. make money now, figure out how to earn a living on my own steam, and then start thinking seriously about babies.

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