The beginning

I realize it has been too long since I last wrote, and I realize it is only in the past couple of weeks I've come to terms with the changes that have occurred in the past three months. My previous postings were primarily grim, and as dramatic as it seems, that time period was probably the most dreadful I've encountered thus far. I also realize it takes incredible milestones for me to feel fulfilled, and those milestones amount to how I spend the majority of my time.

Despite my negative notions about Knoxville, I went back after that last posting to escape dismal San Francisco and to press closely against the breast of my parents' comfortable abode and to be among friends. The irony that resulted in the fact that I didn't want to go back to the city struck me deeply. However, I came back, and it was as if the elements of the universe were suddenly not against me, and San Francisco welcomed me, much to my hesitation to succumb to the belief that it was actually on my side.

One random day, the TV was murmuring during one of my desperate hours, and it was regarding "how to put yourself in the market during trouble economic times." I scoffed at the screen as some corporate cog yammered on about posting your resume on Craigslist. I was desperate, so I put one line of my resume on there, knowing that it'd never be that easy.

The next day, I get a call. This sounds like an unbelievable story, and trust me, it is. I attribute every part of this situation to luck. I'm not in the business of promoting encouragement, so don't use this hopeful story as a strategy to lay back and think the same thing will happen to you too, in time. The call resulted in a contract position with what I later realized was a great company. I started working as a technical writer in a field all too unfamiliar to me, a field that makes our world go 'round, a field that everyone of us has come to rely on--wireless technology.

I studied British Literature in college. What did I know about PANS, WANS and LANS? ZigBee, mesh or lighting? Turns out, I know nothing, but my daily routine is an exercise in learning.

This is how I spend the majority of my time now. Am I fulfilled? Mostly. I will never get full on fulfillment, though. After how luck struck my life, I'm not in the business of complaining anymore, either.

Though my life my sound like a living cliche right about now, I sit back, have my brain fried and thank my lucky stars for the people that truly saved my life.