It's nice to see the stars

The evenings out here are magnificent. I can see the stars again. Not just the major ones, but the blanket of pinpricks of various size and hue. Amazing. Not the blinking lights of air craft that cover the Jersey skies. Tonight I even caught a glimpse of a shooting star. The first one I've seen since that night years ago when Nicole and I wandered into Schmecklee Reserve to bask in the Aura Borealis. Yet another reason why I continue to take jobs in the middle of farmland or mountains every summer.

I'm on the prowl for work come August. I've found several great opportunities, mostly that of academic shop supervisors. The jobs I've sent out resumes to are a bit spread about though...two in Massachusetts, one in Ann Arbor, one in North Carolina, the one I truly hope for in Chicago. I'm not sure I have the stamina or self confidence for the constant fight for livable employment in New York. But I'm not closing any doorways yet.