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If you know me, I know what you’re thinking.

• Doesn’t he already have a job? Yes.
• Does he like his job? Again, yes.
• Does he like the people he works with? For sure.
• Do they like him? I think so.
• So why is he asking for my help?

In approximately two months I’ll be moving to the Dallas/Fort Worth area. As to the reason why, let’s just say my last few years suffered from a blue-screen-of-death and I need to CTRL-ALT-DEL my life. (I don’t think it’s coincidental that I also became a Mac convert during this time). And, fortunately, none of that was as a result of my current job. While I leave this church with a sad heart, I leave on good terms.

I currently do not have a job lined up. This is equally exciting and terrifying. This is also the reason for my request. While I plan to do my due diligence in finding a new position, I’m also humbly requesting your help. Ideally, I’m looking for a position working with words – proofing, editing, or writing – but if you know me at all you also know I have experience with graphic design and layout, videography, and some web work.

Feel free, at any time, to send me contacts you may have in the DFW area, or companies you know of that may be a good fit for someone like me. Use the contact tab on the left side of the page to email me. Alternatively, connect with me on LinkedIn or Facebook.

Finally, if this is the first you’ve read about this upcoming change, I apologize for not having told you sooner. Don’t take it personally. If you need to talk some sense in to me, you’re always welcome to buy lunch for me.

you wonder if your life will ever change
or if you’re doomed to always be the same
the world swirls in chaos
your world swirls in chaos
but you attack your problems
just like always
by not

you’re so numb
you’re not even sure if you can make that judgment call on yourself
nothing touches you
even if it did you wouldn’t notice
or care

but then the weather changes
the season turns
there’s a chill in the air
that somehow shocks you into feeling
the gray skies and cold days
make you feel more alive than you have in ages

and maybe by knowing that the weather can change
you think you can too
so you try a little harder today
to do something you’d never do
to be someone you’ve only hoped to be
to pretend
in hopes that the charade becomes reality

- written in a storm, 101608