The fickle winds of change

So, of course, just when I make up my mind to go back to school, yeah. Not going to happen.

I was offered a job as a reporter for the newspaper where I got my start five years ago. New editor. Different circumstances. Our situation is such that it would be silly for me to pass up a genuine job opportunity, but I wanted to at first. I was really looking forward to finally getting a formal education that would lead to a solid, well-paying career. But it seems writing is my destiny.

For now.