Does God in fact talk to us???
After being somewhat depressed last night about the results of my two interviews (actually only one interview, after the other one fell through), I was driving back home on the Parkway to North Jersey, on a blustery, winter Wednesday night, when something - perhaps spiritual - seemed to happen.
People might contend that I have a severe case of mood swings, but I do not believe that was the case during my drive home. All of a sudden, the depression vanished and something was telling me that my objective to find a job is going to be a struggle. This force told me that I was going to struggle, but it is important that I keep making progress by landing interviews and applying for various jobs. As frustrated as I have been, it is essential that I keep moving forward. I must r-e-f-u-s-e to stop! I am a WARRIOR!
Whatever that force was, perhaps my subconscious, it did not want me to succumb to the pressure that I have been facing as of late. I actually felt at ease driving home, but perhaps that was because I was drinking a Wawa Cappucino, which tastes amazing. Perhaps it was because the force of God was channeling a message.