One of the weirdest things about being laid off is how everything was cut off mid-stride. I was supposed to finish an article today, and somehow the deadline is still with me. I should feel relieved -- I don't have to call every mortgage broker in Honolulu and twist their arm until they talk to me -- but I just feel ... unsettled. Like there's a Honolulu article within me just waiting to burst out, like an Alien baby.
Instead, I will blog. And look into unemployment.
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