I lost my day job today. And my right shoulder hurts like hell (yay muscle tension) – typing is only bearable thanks to Ibuprofen.
I am heartbroken. I liked this job, and I want to stay in Freiburg. I crave bourgeois security and stability, and I’d like so much to be a little more well off. I got informed of my dismissal in the most friendly manner. It hurts anyway. Continue reading
And without further ado: I’m moving to Freiburg.
The new job turned out to be a good thing. They want me and they’re desperately needing personnel. I’m starting on April 15th; now the next big rock is finding an place there.
Getting that job, travelling for that, doing the formalities, and now preparing to move have been disrupting my musical practice, my singing, and totally thrown me out of songwriting/recording mode. It will be a while until I can get them back – even if the instruments and the computer will be the last things I pack, I need time to get used to that new life.
So… please hold the line and wish me luck for finding a good place in Freiburg.