I need to get around to chronicling my efforts while working as a security guard but for now I wanted to talk about something else.
Whenever I start to think about something I do something that I call "Dwelling." It's where I stare off into space for a while. Mom says that some people think that autistic people are doing this because of seizures but from what I can tell I'm just in my own mind. I just don't want to go out and explore something else because the darkness and familiarity is safer.
I've started looking for new jobs but nothing has come out yet. I want to be a game designer not a stupid security guard. It's hard to look for jobs when you feel like you aren't going where you want to go. Maybe now isn't a good time to write...feeling a little blue.
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