I love art, in fact I love to paint, unfortunately, I cook more then paint nowadays.
Art history was my favorite subject at school.
And going to art shows is something that brings an easy smile to my face.
A few days ago, I received a phone call from my recruitment agent who advised me of a temporary job, which was obtained within twenty four hours of that call. Six weeks is not the permanence I was seeking for the required move that still hasn’t happened.
It’s as though life is telling me what I already know, I’m not meant to stay here, maybe I was never meant to be here in this country.
In this location in the first place.
While I am, however, I will try wholeheartedly to find joy in whatever circumstances life confronts me with.
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