I have been spending a lot of time with the friends I have made in Drug and Alcohol classes at MCC. All of them are in Recovery; They are rich individuals with stories for days that are better than any book or movie I have yet to come across. They are enlightened folks too, who have walked with hell and came back to pass on the message that it exists. They can laugh real hard from their bellies and through their soul because they have suffered from there too. I feel privileged when they invite me to sit in on their world, when they let me hang around them.
I applied to a dream job in New York City a week ago. It is a job working for a health magazine as a social media strategist. I am completely qualified for the job, it is what my bachelor's degree is in but I haven't received a call, nor have I called them about whether they received my resume. I guess I am sort of leaving it up to fate (if their is such a thing). If they call it's meant to be, if not I am already on my chosen path as a drug and alcohol counselor. The truth is I am happy everyday that I get to work with people in Recovery but it would also nice to be paid a handsome salary for blogging, tweeting, and facebooking about health and fitness all day (my first loves). Not to mention I'd be moving to a brand new city with brand new people and experiences, satisfying the starving adventurous side of me. We will see, like I said, I am enjoying every minute of my time spent helping those who are suffering from addictions.
