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Today I am unemployed again. My two-week-and-a-day temp job ended yesterday and, now, my ass is firmly planted on my couch, downing Smart Water in the A/C while watching Lifetime. I've missed my lazy days alone in my apartment, allegedly writing but really hiding out from the heat. I had big plans to go to Central Park today after running some errands, but now I'm thinking I might skip it all. It's too damn hot.

So I'm unemployed. I don't get paid until mid-August and I just paid rent. My savings dwindle, having been used quicker than I anticipated, and I have zero job prospects (even temporary ones) here in New York. Looks like the answer to my stay-or-go dilemma might not be mine to decide...

On the bright side: I have a phone interview tomorrow for a job in Boston. It wasn't very intentional—I've only applied to two jobs in Beantown (and both in the past two weeks) compared to the 50+ here in the Apple—this was the only employment "bite" I've gotten all summer. Sounds like a good job, so wish me luck.

Despite my uncertain future, particularly financially, I still have no regrets. Sure, I miss my old direct-deposited paychecks... my old office... heath insurance... But I'm glad I quit my job. I'm glad I left Vermont. I'm where I'm supposed to be.

Tomorrow I also head back to Vermont for a visit. Some have suggested that it's a bad idea, that I'm trying to escape—but I'm just looking for some perspective, some space, some family and friend time. And, yes, a bit of an escape from this heat and all these people. It should be a nice trip—at least cheaper than the day-to-day here.

(It's funny—in views like this, Central Park feels as big as the whole state of Vermont.)