That tiny little sentence is repeated to me more and more by different people every day.
"Be patient, Kris. It'll happen. Just wait."
I'm trying. But the waiting game can really get to a chick.
Almost 5 months and counting.
I spend my days job hunting. Doing random freelance work. More job hunting. Making contacts, getting my name out there. And maybe, just maybe, I apartment hunt for the fun of it. Gotta keep on top o' that Toronto market!
After that? All I can do is wait.... and wait some more.
My counsellor says the waiting will kill me - and at the end of the day I need to get out and distract myself.
Who wants to help this moody girly get distracted?
She's gotten rather sick of herself. Internal conversation has become downright nasty.
Let's go make friends with strangers.